Nicaise (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
Poems about gained (51 Poems)
St. Julian’s Prayer (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
Friar Philip’s Geese (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
Belphegor Addressed To Miss De Chammelay (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
An EPISTLE From A Gentleman To Madam Deshouliers (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
URANIA, whom the Town admires, Whose Wit and Beauty share our Praise; This fair URANIA who inspires A thousand Joys ...
Brown’s Descent (Robert Frost Poems)
Brown lived at such a lofty farm That everyone for miles could see His lantern when he did his chores ...
To E.T. (Robert Frost Poem)
I slumbered with your poems on my breast Spread open as I dropped them half-read through Like dove wings on ...
Asking For Roses (Robert Frost Poem)
A house that lacks, seemingly, mistress and master, With doors that none but the wind ever closes, Its floor all ...
The Human Face (Paul Eluard Poem)
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
To My Dear Friend Mr. Congreve On His Commedy Call’d The Double Dealer (John Dryden Poems)
Well then; the promis'd hour is come at last; The present age of wit obscures the past: Strong were our ...
Lights Out (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
"Lights out" along the land, "Lights out" upon the sea. The night must put her hiding hand O'er peaceful towns ...
Keats (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
The melancholy gift Aurora gained From Jove, that her sad lover should not see The face of death, no goddess ...
Were it but Me that gained the Height — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Were it but Me that gained the Height -- Were it but They, that failed! How many things the Dying ...
She staked her Feathers — Gained an Arc — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
She staked her Feathers -- Gained an Arc -- Debated -- Rose again -- This time -- beyond the estimate ...
I knew that I had gained (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I knew that I had gained And yet I knew not how By Diminution it was not But Discipline unto ...
I gained it so (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I gained it so -- By Climbing slow -- By Catching at the Twigs that grow Between the Bliss -- ...
From Blank to Blank — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
From Blank to Blank -- A Threadless Way I pushed Mechanic feet -- To stop -- or perish -- or ...
‘Tis so much joy! ‘Tis so much joy! (Emily Dickinson Poems)
'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, ...
I never told the buried gold (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I never told the buried gold Upon the hill -- that lies -- I saw the sun -- his plunder ...
Something to shout about (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Captain AJ Shout, VC, MC, MID (& bar), who died at Gallipoli of wounds and was posthumously awarded the VC, ...
Ithaka (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
As you set out for Ithaka hope your road is a long one, full of adventure, full of discovery. Laistrygonians, ...
Brockley Coomb (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Lines composed while climbing the left ascent of Brockley Coomb, May 1795 With many a pause and oft reverted eye ...
The Shroud of Color (Countee Cullen Poem)
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
Djolan (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Soft was the night, the eve how airy, When through the big, fat dictionary I wandered on in careless ease, ...
Alexander And Zenobia (Anne Bronte Poem)
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
Winter Stores (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
WE take from life one little share, And say that this shall be A space, redeemed from toil and care, ...
Self-Interrogation (Emily Bronte Poem)
The evening passes fast away, 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings, in ...
1914 II: Safety (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest He who has found our hid security, Assured in the dark ...
Safety (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest He who has found our hid security, Assured in the dark ...