Convict Once – Part Second. (James Brunton Stephens Poems)
I.1EVEN as water to him who thirsts wayfaring, dust-dry and burning,After sore heat and long stumbling in courses with never ...
Poems about imbecile (16 Poems)
Queen Mab: Part VIII. (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
THE FAIRY 'The present and the past thou hast beheld. It was a desolate sight. Now, Spirit, learn, The secrets of the future--Time! Unfold ...
The Imprisoned Innocents (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
ONE morning I said to my wife,Near the time when the heavens are rifeWith the Equinoctial strife,"Arabella, the weather looks ...
Two Stanzas (Ivan Turgenev Poems)
There was once a town, the inhabitants of which were so passionately fondof poetry,that if some weeks passed by without ...
Hop, Skip And Jump: A Queer Trio Personified. (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
O! HOP is a sailor used up in the war,With a single good leg to stand on;And a face as ...
The Observant “Eldest” Speaks (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
"PA vows that all gluttony's wicked;He's always for docking my meat,And ne'er at dessert will he give meEnough of what's ...
XC. (Khoshal Khan Khattak Poems)
That one's blood should be upon one's own head, is, truly, some cause of concern;Still, to think that I still ...
A Toast (Lola Ridge Poems)
Not your martyrs anointed of heaven -The ages are red where they trod -But the Hunted - the world's bitter ...
God’s Vengeance (John Hay Poems)
Saith the Lord, "Vengeance is mine; I will repay," saith the Lord;Ours be the anger divine, Lit by the flash of his ...
Art And Life (Lola Ridge Poems)
When Art goes bounding, lean,Up hill-tops fired greenTo pluck a rose for life.Life like a broody henCluck-clucks him back again.But ...
Head Against The Walls (Paul Eluard Poem)
There were only a few of them In all the earth Each one thought he was alone They sang, they ...
Hymn to Lucifer (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Ware, nor of good nor ill, what aim hath act? Without its climax, death, what savour hath Life? an impeccable ...
Hymn to Lucifer (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Ware, nor of good nor ill, what aim hath act? Without its climax, death, what savour hath Life? an impeccable ...
Mother and Poet (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
I. Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the ...
At The Executed Murderer’s Grave (James Wright Poems)
for J.L.D. Why should we do this? What good is it to us? Above all, how can we do such ...
The Late Sir John Ogilvy (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Alas! Sir John Ogilvy is dead, aged eighty-seven, But I hope his soul is now in heaven; For he was ...