Albert Down Under (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Albert were what you'd call "thwarted". He had long had an ambition, which... Were to save up and go to ...
Poems about gazed (51 Poems)
Threnody (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
The Likeness (William Henry Davies Poem)
When I came forth this morn I saw Quite twenty cloudlets in the air; And then I saw a flock ...
Alexander’s Feast; Or, The Power Of Music (John Dryden Poems)
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate ...
I watched the Moon around the House (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I watched the Moon around the House Until upon a Pane -- She stopped -- a Traveller's privilege -- for ...
For Siggy & Bill (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I awoke with two poets in my bed, books I chose from the library, possibly intent on a swift read ...
The Old Gray Wall (Bliss Carman Poem)
Time out of mind I have stood Fronting the frost and the sun, That the dream of the world might ...
So Much I Gazed (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
So much I gazed on beauty, that my vision is replete with it. Contours of the body. Red lips. Voluptuous ...
On the Disastrous Spread of Aestheticism in all Classes (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...
Femina Contra Mundum (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
The sun was black with judgment, and the moon Blood: but between I saw a man stand, saying: 'To me ...
This Morning (Raymond Carver Poem)
This morning was something. A little snow lay on the ground. The sun floated in a clear blue sky. The ...
Hymn before Sun-rise, in the Vale of Chamouni (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star In his steep course? So long he seems to pause On thy ...
The Garden Of Boccaccio (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Of late, in one of those most weary hours, When life seems emptied of all genial powers, A dready ...
France: An Ode (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
EXCERPT] ... O Liberty ! with profitless endeavour Have I pursued thee, many a weary hour ; But thou nor ...
Human Life (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
If dead, we cease to be ; if total gloom Swallow up life's brief flash for aye, we fare As ...
Fears In Solitude (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
Frost At Midnight (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
Upon the road of my life (Stephen Crane Poem)
Upon the road of my life, Passed me many fair creatures, Clothed all in white, and radiant. To one, finally, ...
There was, before me (Stephen Crane Poem)
There was, before me, Mile upon mile Of snow, ice, burning sand. And yet I could look beyond all this, ...
Fit the Eighth (Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Vanishing They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; They ...
The Three Voices (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
The Mores (John Clare Poem)
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
The Falconer of God (William Rose Benet Poem)
I flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying. I said, "Wait on, wait on, while I ride ...
Trespassers (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
When Love and I drew softly nigh And gazed in modest Chloe's eye We saw reflected there in part The ...
Cupid Caught Napping (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Cupid on a summer day, Wearied by unceasing play, In a rose heart sleeping lay, While, to guard the tricksy ...
Fluctuations (Anne Bronte Poem)
What though the sun had left my sky; To save me from despair The blessed moon arose on high, And ...
A Voice From The Dungeon (Anne Bronte Poem)
I'm buried now; I've done with life; I've done with hate, revenge and strife; I've done with joy, and hope ...
Mementos (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...