Mac Flecknoe (John Dryden Poem)
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
Poems about immortal (51 Poems)
Storm-Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
O Music hast thou only heard The laughing river, the singing bird, The murmuring wind in the poplar-trees,-- Nothing but ...
Shelley (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Knight-errant of the Never-ending Quest, And Minstrel of the Unfulfilled Desire; For ever tuning thy frail earthly lyre To some ...
Love (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Let me but love my love without disguise, Nor wear a mask of fashion old or new, Nor wait to ...
Late Spring (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Ah, who will tell me, in these leaden days, Why the sweet Spring delays, And where she hides, -- ...
Elegy IV: The Perfume (John Donne Poem)
Once, and but once found in thy company, All thy supposed escapes are laid on me; And as a thief ...
Holy Sonnet IX: If Poisonous Minerals, And If That Tree (John Donne Poem)
If poisonous minerals, and if that tree Whose fruit threw death on else immortal us, If lecherous goats, if serpents ...
Elegy XVIII: Love’s Progress (John Donne Poems)
Who ever loves, if he do not propose The right true end of love, he's one that goes To sea ...
Two — were immortal twice — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Two -- were immortal twice -- The privilege of few -- Eternity -- obtained -- in Time -- Reversed Divinity ...
To hang our head — ostensibly (Emily Dickinson Poem)
To hang our head -- ostensibly -- And subsequent, to find That such was not the posture Of our immortal ...
It is an honorable Thought (Emily Dickinson Poem)
It is an honorable Thought And make One lift One's Hat As One met sudden Gentlefolk Upon a daily Street ...
In lands I never saw — they say (Emily Dickinson Poem)
In lands I never saw -- they say Immortal Alps look down -- Whose Bonnets touch the firmament -- Whose ...
Bereavement in their death to feel (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Bereavement in their death to feel Whom We have never seen -- A Vital Kinsmanship import Our Soul and theirs ...
Belshazzar had a Letter — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Belshazzar had a Letter -- He never had but one -- Belshazzar's Correspondent Concluded and begun In that immortal Copy ...
She bore it till the simple veins (Emily Dickinson Poem)
She bore it till the simple veins Traced azure on her hand -- Til pleading, round her quiet eyes The ...
These are the days when Birds come back (Emily Dickinson Poem)
These are the days when Birds come back -- A very few -- a Bird or two -- To take ...
Eternities (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
I cannot count the pebbles in the brook. Well hath He spoken: "Swear not by thy head. Thou knowest not ...
The Flaming Heart (Richard Crashaw Poem)
O heart, the equal poise of love's both parts, Big alike with wounds and darts, Live in these conquering leaves; ...
The Narrow Way (William Cowper Poem)
What thousands never knew the road! What thousands hate it when 'tis known! None but the chosen tribes of God ...
The Task: Book VI, The Winter Walk at Noon (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
Thus heav'nward all things tend. For all were once Perfect, and all must be at length restor'd. So God has ...
Troilus And Criseyde: Book 01 (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
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 ...
For the Fallen (Laurence Binyon Poem)
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh ...
To Thos. Floyd (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
How fares it, friend, since I by Fate annoy'd Left the old home in need of livelier play For body ...
From ‘The Testament of Beauty’ (Robert Seymour Bridges Poems)
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
The Great Lover (Rupert Brooke Poem)
I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, ...
The Vanity of All Worldly Things (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
As he said vanity, so vain say I, Oh! Vanity, O vain all under sky; Where is the man can ...
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 ...
To the Bartholdi Statue (Ambrose Bierce Poem)
O Liberty, God-gifted-- Young and immortal maid-- In your high hand uplifted, The torch declares your trade. Its crimson menace, ...
Portrait of a Baby (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
He lay within a warm, soft world Of motion. Colors bloomed and fled, Maroon and turquoise, saffron, red, Wave upon ...