Belphegor Addressed To Miss De Chammelay (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place,The last effusions of my muse to grace.O charming Phillis! may the same ...
Poems about ifs (15 Poems)
The King And The Abbot. (John Dunmore Lang Poems)
From the German of Buerger.Ich will euch erzaehlen ein Maerchen gar schnurrig; u.s.w.PRAY, listen, good friends, and I'll tell you ...
To Isabel (George W Sands Poems)
Come near me with thy lips, and, breathe o'er mineTheir breath, for I consume with love's desire,--Thine ivory arms about ...
Ther’s Much Expected (John Hartley Poems)
Life's pathway is full o' deep ruts, An we mun tak gooid heed lest we stumble;Man is made up of "ifs" ...
If (John Hartley Poems)
Dear Jenny, if fortun should favour mi lot, Mi own bonny wife tha shall be;For trubbles an worries we'll care net ...
Summer Storm (Dana Gioia Poems)
We stood on the rented patioWhile the party went on inside.You knew the groom from college.I was a friend of ...
Circe (Ivan Bunin Poems)
On a tripod the goddess sits, gazingAt herself in a mirror propped close:Red-gold tresses, a perfect Greek nose,Sea-green eyes like ...
The Brakes (James Russell Lowell Poems)
What countless years and wealth of brain were spentTo bring us hither from our caves and huts,And trace through pathless ...
The Liberal Constitution (C J Dennis Poems)
Jack Sprat would eat no fat, His wife would eat ...
Go, Preach The Gospel To Every Creature, Baptizing Them In The Name (Charlotte Eliza Dixon Poems)
AND did the Gospel march in all its beauty?Was the blest mandate faithfully obey'd?Did great Apostles feel the pressing dutyOf ...
Civilized (Edmund Vance Cooke Poems)
An ancient ape, once on a time,Disliked exceedingly to climb, And so he picked him out a treeAnd said, "now ...
Belphegor Addressed To Miss De Chammelay (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
Jazzanatomy (James A. Emanuel Poem)
EVERYTHING is jazz: snails, jails, rails, tails, males, females, snow-white cotton bales. Knee-bone, thigh, hip-bone. Jazz slips you percussion bone ...
The Lawyers Know Too Much (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE LAWYERS, Bob, know too much. They are chums of the books of old John Marshall. They know it all, ...
Alive Together (Lisel Mueller Poems)
Speaking of marvels, I am alive together with you, when I might have been alive with anyone under the sun, ...