Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Poems about herbs (31 Poems)
My Bees: An Allegory (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
"O bees, sweet bees!" I said, "that nearest field Is shining white with fragrant immortelles. Fly swiftly there and drain ...
The Silent Shepherds (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
What's the best life for a man? --Never to have been born, sings the choros, and the next best Is ...
Sunday (George Herbert Poem)
O day most calm, most bright The fruit of this, the next world's bud, Th'endorsement of supreme delight, Writ by ...
Providence (George Herbert Poem)
O Sacred Providence, who from end to end Strongly and sweetly movest! shall I write, And not of thee, through ...
Man (George Herbert Poem)
My God, I heard this day, That none doth build a stately habitation, But he that means to dwell therein. ...
A COUNTRY LIFE:TO HIS BROTHER, MR THOMAS HERRICK (Robert Herrick Poem)
Thrice, and above, blest, my soul's half, art thou, In thy both last and better vow; Could'st leave the city, ...
Domicilium (Thomas Hardy Poem)
It faces west, and round the back and sides High beeches, bending, hang a veil of boughs, And sweep against ...
THE TREASURE-DIGGER (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
ALL my weary days I pass'd Sick at heart and poor in purse. Poverty's the greatest curse, Riches are the ...
The Lintels of Our Hearts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The blood of the lamb spirit, life, eternal life spread on the lintels of our hearts marking us, a chosen ...
Blood on the Lintels (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Blood shed in fulfillment, willingly spilled for us spread blood of the lamb Blood on the lintels, the threshold, the ...
The peter-bird (Eugene Field Poem)
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
The River Scamander (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale; Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail; Men, gods, and ...
The Little Bell (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
HOW weak is man! how changeable his mind! His promises are naught, too oft we find; I vowed (I hope ...
Neighbour Peter’s Mare (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
A CERTAIN pious rector (John his name), But little preached, except when vintage came; And then no preparation he required ...
Samuel Palmer prepares to etch ” The Lonely Tower “. (Ian Emberson Poem)
I must return to that valley of vision, gather again to me flocks, crescent moon and star; God - let ...
Blight (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Give me truths, For I am weary of the surfaces, And die of inanition. If I knew Only the herbs ...
Days (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file, Bring ...
Sheltered Garden (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
I have had enough. I gasp for breath. Every way ends, every road, every foot-path leads at last to the ...
Acon (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
Bear me to Dictaeus, and to the steep slopes; to the river Erymanthus. I choose spray of dittany, cyperum, frail ...
According To The Formulas Of Ancient Grecosyrian Magi (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
"What distillate can be discovered from herbs of a witching brew," said an aesthete, "what distillate prepared according to the ...
A Tombless Epitaph (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
'Tis true, Idoloclastes Satyrane ! (So call him, for so mingling blame with praise, And smiles with anxious looks, his ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Summer Wind (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
It is a sultry day; the sun has drank The dew that lay upon the morning grass, There is no ...
June (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
I gazed upon the glorious sky And the green mountains round, And thought that when I came to lie At ...
A Forest Hymn (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
The Sale of Saint Thomas (Lascelles Abercrombie Poem)
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
Past And Future (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
MY future will not copy fair my past On any leaf but Heaven's. Be fully done Supernal Will ! I ...