Guilt (John Betjeman Poem)
The clock is frozen in the tower, The thickening fog with sooty smell Has blanketed the motor power Which turns ...
Poems about hurry (51 Poems)
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: ...
Solitude (Lord Byron Poem)
To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that ...
Dream Song 88: Op. posth. no. 11 (John Berryman Poem)
In slack times visit I the violent dead and pick their awful brains. Most seem to feel nothing is secret ...
Dream Song 41: If we sang in the wood (and Death is a German expert) (John Berryman Poem)
If we sang in the wood (and Death is a German expert) while snows flies, chill, after so frequent knew ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
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 ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
79. Adam Armour’s Prayer (Robert Burns Poems)
GUDE pity me, because I'm little! For though I am an elf o' mettle, An' can, like ony wabster's shuttle, ...
Manuelzinho (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
Questions of Travel (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams hurry too rapidly down to the sea, and the pressure of ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 06: Cinema (Conrad Aiken Poem)
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 12: Witches’ Sabbath (Conrad Aiken Poems)
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 02: Death: And A Derisive Chorus (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The door is shut. She leaves the curtained office, And down the grey-walled stairs comes trembling slowly Towards the dazzling ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 08: Coffins: Interlude (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower Ticks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour: At the ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 10: Letter (Conrad Aiken Poem)
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 06: Over the darkened city, the city of towers (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
Inferno Canto02 (Dante Alighieri Poem)
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
The Scholar Gypsy (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
59. Death and Dr. Hornbook (Robert Burns Poems)
SOME books are lies frae end to end, And some great lies were never penn'd: Ev'n ministers they hae been ...