Paradise Lost : Book VIII. (John Milton Poems)
The Angel ended, and in Adam's earSo charming left his voice, that he a whileThought him still speaking, still stood ...
Poems about gladlier (15 Poems)
Winona – Winona And Ta-Te-Psin (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
'Tis the moon of the sere, falling leaves. From the heads of the maples the west-windPlucks the red-and-gold plumage and grieves on ...
Fourth Sunday After Epiphany (John Keble Poems)
They know the Almighty's power, Who, wakened by the rushing midnight shower, Watch for the fitful breeze To howl and chafe amid the ...
Burial (John Keble Poems)
And when the Lord saw her, He had compassion on her, and said untoher, Weep not. And He came and ...
To A Female Friend, (John Kenyon Poems)
RETURNING TO AMERICA. Lady! you ask a farewell verse; Reluctant I obey. Far, gladlier far, would we rehearse Some rhyme to bid thee stay. For, ...
Sonnet XIII. (John Moultrie Poems)
So sang I, all unwitting of the prize,Which thou meanwhile hadst won, and wearest now,The fairest garland that enwreathes thy ...
Submission (John Bannister Tabb Poems)
Since to my smiting enemyThou biddest me be meek,Lo, gladlier, my God, to TheeI turn the other cheek. (John Bannister ...
Balin and Balan (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)
Pellam the King, who held and lost with LotIn that first war, and had his realm restoredBut rendered tributary, failed ...
I’ve Wander’d On The Sunny Hill (Alexander Hume Poems)
I 've wander'd on the sunny hill, I 've wander'd in the vale, Where sweet wee birds in fondness ...
When He Comes (Fay Inchfawn Poems)
"When He comes!My sweetest 'When'!"C. ROSSETTI.Thus may it be (I thought) at someday's close,Some lilac-haunted eve, when every roseBreathes forth ...
Balin and Balan (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot In that first war, and had his realm restored But rendered ...
Enoch Arden (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
On Behalf of Some Irishmen not Followers of Tradition (George William Russell Poems)
THEY call us aliens, we are told, Because our wayward visions stray From that dim banner they unfold, The dreams ...
Paradise Lost: Book 06 (John Milton Poems)
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
Paradise Lost: Book 08 (John Milton Poems)
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...