Hiawatha’s Photographing (Lewis Carroll Poems)
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
Poems about higher (51 Poems)
Hiawatha’s Photographing (complete) (Lewis Carroll Poems)
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
The Cuckoo (John Clare Poem)
The cuckoo, like a hawk in flight, With narrow pointed wings Whews o'er our heads-soon out of sight And as ...
MOTIF (Graham Burchell Poem)
Three notes I allowed aloud to sum the August beachiness of herring gull railway pigeon otherwise birdless fishless conjoin - ...
A poem on divine revelation (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
The house where I was born (05) (Yves Bonnefoy Poem)
In the same dream I am lying in the hollow of a boat, My forehead and eyes against the curved ...
In the High Leaves of a Walnut (Laurence Binyon Poem)
In the high leaves of a walnut, On the very topmost boughs, A boy that climbed the branching bole His ...
Wednesday (Marvin Bell Poem)
Gray rainwater lay on the grass in the late afternoon. The carp lay on the bottom, resting, while dusk took ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
My Delight and Thy Delight (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
My delight and thy delight Walking, like two angels white, In the gardens of the night: My desire and thy ...
The Stranger (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
The restaurants on hot spring evenings Lie under a dense and savage air. Foul drafts and hoots from dunken revelers ...
Pilate’s Wife’s Dream (Charlotte Bronte Poems)
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
Mary and Gabriel (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Young Mary, loitering once her garden way, Felt a warm splendour grow in the April day, As wine that blushes ...
Dust (Rupert Brooke Poem)
When the white flame in us is gone, And we that lost the world's delight Stiffen in darkness, left alone ...
The Four Ages of Man (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
In Honour of that High and Mighty Princess, Queen ELIZABETH (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Proem. 1.1 Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, 1.2 Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky ...
In Reference to Her Children (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
I had eight birds hatched in one nest, Four cocks there were, and hens the rest. I nursed them up ...
Contemplations (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
The Flesh and the Spirit (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In secret place where once I stood Close by the Banks of Lacrim flood, I heard two sisters reason on ...
The Quality of Courage (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
The Lover in Hell (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Eternally the choking steam goes up From the black pools of seething oil. . . . How merry Those little ...
Music (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
My friend went to the piano; spun the stool A little higher; left his pipe to cool; Picked up a ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Ode to Napoleon Bonaparte (Lord Byron Poem)
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Abt Vogler (Robert Browning Poem)
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
Cleon (Robert Browning Poem)
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
Fra Lippo Lippi (Robert Browning Poem)
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...