First Snow (Boris Pasternak Poems)
Outside the snowstorm spins, and hidesThe world beneath a pall.Snowed under are the paper-girl,The papers and the stall.Quite often our ...
Poems about gropes (21 Poems)
Infinitely (Emile Verhaeren Poems)
The hounds of despair, the hounds of the autumnal wind,Gnaw with their howling the black echoes of evenings.The darkness, immensely, ...
Sea-Way (Ellen Mackay Hutchinson Cortissoz Poems)
"THE TIDE slips up the silver sand, Dark night and rosy day; It brings sea-treasures to the land, ...
Elsie (Francis W L Adams Poems)
A MemoryLITTLE elfin maid,Old, though scarce two years,With your big dark hazel eyesTenderer than tears,And your rosebud mouthLisping jocund things,Breaking ...
I make His Crescent fill or lack (Emily Dickinson Poems)
909I make His Crescent fill or lack-His Nature is at FullOr Quarter-as I signify-His Tides-do I control-He holds superior in ...
To The Memory Of My Beloved, The Author, Mr William Shakespeare, And What He Hath Left Us (Ben Jonson Poem)
To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name Am I thus ample to thy book and fame; While I confess ...
St. Winefred’s Well (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poems)
ACT I. SC. I Enter Teryth from riding, Winefred following. T. WHAT is it, Gwen, my girl? why do you ...
Ash-Boughs (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
a. Not of all my eyes see, wandering on the world, Is anything a milk to the mind so, so ...
peach-power (Rg Gregory Poem)
peaches exude this thrall - reminders of those luscious whereabouts that lips best find their precious sips to cry let ...
THE GODLIKE. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
NOBLE be man, Helpful and good! For that alone Distinguisheth him From all the beings Unto us known. Hail to ...
THE DANCE OF DEATH. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
THE warder looks down at the mid hour of night, On the tombs that lie scatter'd below: The moon fills ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
I make His Crescent fill or lack — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I make His Crescent fill or lack -- His Nature is at Full Or Quarter -- as I signify -- ...
Night In The City (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
The sluggish clouds hang low upon the town, And from yon lamp in chilled and sodden rays The feeble light ...
Self Communion (Anne Bronte Poem)
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
A Serenade At The Villa (Robert Browning Poem)
I. That was I, you heard last night, When there rose no moon at all, Nor, to pierce the strained ...
Blind (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
His headstrong thoughts that once in eager strife Leapt sure from eye to brain and back to eye, Weaving unconscious ...
Wraiths (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
They know not the green leaves; In whose earth-haunting dream Dimly the forest heaves, And voiceless goes the stream. Strangely ...
Sub Mare (Ezra Pound Poems)
It is, and is not, I am sane enough, Since you have come this place has hovered round me, This ...
Good-bye (Walter de la Mare Poems)
The last of last words spoken is, Good-bye - The last dismantled flower in the weed-grown hedge, The last thin ...
The Raft (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
The whole world on a raft! A King is here, The record of his grandeur but a smear. Is it ...