To Mr. Blanchard, the Celebrated Aeronaut in America (Philip Freneau Poem)
Nil mortalibus ardui est Caelum ipsum petimus stultitia Horace FROM Persian looms the silk he wove No Weaver meant should ...
Poems about jove (33 Poems)
An EPISTLE from Alexander to Hephaestion In His Sickness (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
WITH such a Pulse, with such disorder'd Veins, Such lab'ring Breath, as thy Disease constrains; With failing Eyes, that scarce ...
Monadnoc (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
The Sphynx (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The Sphynx is drowsy, Her wings are furled, Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world.? "Who'll tell me ...
Ode To William H. Channing (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Though loth to grieve The evil time's sole patriot, I cannot leave My buried thought For the priest's cant, Or ...
The Sphinx (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
Dæmonic Love (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
The Problem (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I like a church, I like a cowl, I love a prophet of the soul, And on my heart monastic ...
Fate (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
That you are fair or wise is vain, Or strong, or rich, or generous; You must have also the untaught ...
Endimion and Phoebe (excerpts) (Michael Drayton Poem)
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
Sonnet XIV: If He From Heav’n (Michael Drayton Poems)
If he from Heav'n that filch'd that living fire Condemn'd by Jove to endless torment be, I greatly marvel how ...
Alexander’s Feast; Or, The Power Of Music (John Dryden Poems)
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate ...
Heroic Stanzas (John Dryden Poem)
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
Spring in the South (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Now in the oak the sap of life is welling, Tho' to the bough the rusty leafage clings; Now on ...
Keats (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
The melancholy gift Aurora gained From Jove, that her sad lover should not see The face of death, no goddess ...
Elegy VIII: The Comparison (John Donne Poem)
As the sweet sweat of roses in a still, As that which from chafed musk-cats' pores doth trill, As the ...
Elegy XVI: On His Mistress (John Donne Poem)
By our first strange and fatal interview, By all desires which thereof did ensue, By our long starving hopes, by ...
Love’s Deity (John Donne Poems)
I long to talk with some old lover's ghost, Who died before the God of Love was born: I cannot ...
I had some things that I called mine (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I had some things that I called mine -- And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim ...
Song (Thomas Carew Poem)
ASK me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep ...
A Song: When June is Past, the Fading Rose (Thomas Carew Poem)
Ask me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep ...
A Song (Thomas Carew Poem)
Ask me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep ...
Ask Me No More (Thomas Carew Poem)
Ask me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep ...
A Cruel Mistress. (Thomas Carew Poem)
We read of kings and gods that kindly took A pitcher fill'd with water from the brook ; But I ...
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 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 ...
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 ...
Home Thoughts, From The Sea (Robert Browning Poem)
Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west died away; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay; Bluish ...
Rabbi Ben Ezra (Robert Browning Poem)
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
61. Second Epistle to J. Lapraik (Robert Burns Poems)
WHILE new-ca'd kye rowte at the stake An' pownies reek in pleugh or braik, This hour on e'enin's edge I ...