A Discontented Sugar Broker (William Schwenck Gilbert Poems)
A gentleman of City fameNow claims your kind attention;East India broking was his game,His name I shall not mention:No one ...
Poems about knocker (21 Poems)
Who’s Riding Old Harlequin Now? (Harry Breaker Morant Poems)
They are mustering cattle on Brigalow Vale Where the stock-horses whinny and stamp,And where long Andy Ferguson, you may go bail, Is ...
An Epistle To An Editor (Henry Austin Dobson Poems)
"A new Review!" You make me tremble(Though as to that, I can dissembleTill I hear more). But is it "new"?And ...
My Familiar (John Godfrey Saxe Poems)
Again I hear that creaking step!--He's rapping at the door!--Too well I know the boding soundThat ushers in a bore.I ...
Providence (Howard Phillips Lovecraft Poems)
Where bay and river tranquil blend,And leafy hillsides rise,The spires of Providence ascendAgainst the ancient skies,And in the narrow winding ...
A Knocker (Zbigniew Herbert Poems)
There are those who growgardens in their headspaths lead from their hairto sunny and white citiesit's easy for them to ...
Vagabond’s House (Don Blanding Poems)
When I have a house . . . as I sometime may . . .I'll suit my fancy in every ...
The Lighthouse Keeper (Billy Bennett Poems)
You ask about these wrinkles, These wrinkles I have on my brow,If you'll give me your kind applause, sir, For ...
‘Stop-And-See’ (Edward Dyson Poems)
I'M STEWING in a brick-built town; My coat is quite a stylish cut,And, morn and even, up and down, ...
The Betrothal (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Oh, come, my lad, or go, my lad, And love me if you like. I shall not hear the door shut Nor the knocker strike. Oh, bring me gifts or beg me gifts, And wed me if you will. I'd make a man a good wife, Sensible and still. And why should I be cold, my lad, And why should you repine, Because I love a dark head That never will be mine? I might as well be easing you As lie alone in bed And waste the night in wanting A cruel dark head. You might as well be calling yours What never will be his, And one of us be happy. There's few enough as is.(Edna St. Vincent Millay)
Kin To Sorrow (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Am I kin to Sorrow, That so oft Falls the knocker of my door — Neither loud nor soft, But ...
Just so-Jesus-rap (Emily Dickinson Poems)
317Just so-Jesus-raps-He-doesn't weary-Last-at the Knocker-And first-at the Bell.Then-on divinest tiptoe-standing-Might He but spy the lady's soul-When He-retires-Chilled-or weary-It will be ...
Nightmare: A Tale for an Autumn Evening (Amy Lowell Poem)
After a Print by George Cruikshank It was a gusty night, With the wind booming, and swooping, Looping round corners, ...
adventure (Rg Gregory Poem)
just as the dusk comes hooting down through the shivering black leaves of the swinging trees we (the brave ones ...
Just so — Jesus — raps (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Just so -- Jesus -- raps -- He -- doesn't weary -- Last -- at the Knocker -- And first ...
The Lost Path (Elinor Wylie Poems)
The garden's full of scented wallflowers, And, save that these stir faintly, nothing stirs; Only a distant bell in hollow ...
Bridge Over The Aire Book 3 (Barry Tebb Poems)
THE KINGDOM OF MY HEART 1 The halcyon settled on the Aire of our days Kingfisher-blue it broke my heart ...
A Child’s Christmas In Wales (Dylan Thomas Poems)
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
Epistles to Several Persons: Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot (Alexander Pope Poems)
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Kin To Sorrow (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Am I kin to Sorrow, That so oft Falls the knocker of my door-- Neither loud nor soft, But as ...
The Betrothal (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Oh, come, my lad, or go, my lad, And love me if you like. I shall not hear the door ...