On Being Born The Same Exact Day Of The Same Exact Year As Boy George (Denise Duhamel Poem)
We must have clamored for the same mother, hurried for the same womb. I know it now as I read ...
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The Parting (Michael Drayton Poem)
SINCE there 's no help, come let us kiss and part-- Nay, I have done, you get no more of ...
Sonnet LXI: Since There’s No Help (Michael Drayton Poems)
Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part, Nay, I have done, you get no more of me, ...
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. ...
Frederick Douglass (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
A hush is over all the teeming lists, And there is pause, a breath-space in the strife; A spirit brave ...
Elegy IX: The Autumnal (John Donne Poem)
No spring nor summer Beauty hath such grace As I have seen in one autumnall face. Young beauties force our ...
Holy Sonnet VI: This Is My Play’s Last Scene, Here Heavens Appoint (John Donne Poems)
This is my play's last scene, here heavens appoint My pilgrimage's last mile; and my race Idly, yet quickly run, ...
We — Bee and I — live by the quaffing (Emily Dickinson Poem)
We -- Bee and I -- live by the quaffing -- 'Tisn't all Hock -- with us -- Life has ...
Sweet Mountains — Ye tell Me no lie — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Sweet Mountains -- Ye tell Me no lie -- Never deny Me -- Never fly -- Those same unvarying Eyes ...
Robbed by Death — but that was easy — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Robbed by Death -- but that was easy -- To the failing Eye I could hold the latest Glowing -- ...
Promise This — When You be Dying — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Promise This -- When You be Dying -- Some shall summon Me -- Mine belong Your latest Sighing -- Mine ...
Not any higher stands the Grave (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Not any higher stands the Grave For Heroes than for Men -- Not any nearer for the Child Than numb ...
Although I put away his life (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Although I put away his life -- An Ornament too grand For Forehead low as mine, to wear, This might ...
On the Anthropic Principle (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
Here at the spoke-ends of our galaxy it is easy to forget the central axle moving insensibly slow, still the ...
To Spend Uncounted Years Of Pain (Arthur Hugh Clough Poem)
To spend uncounted years of pain Again, again, and yet again In working out in heart and brain The problem ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
On Receipt Of My Mother’s Picture (William Cowper Poems)
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
The Mantra-Yoga (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
I How should I seek to make a song for thee When all my music is to moan thy name? ...
The Mantra-Yoga (Aleister Crowley Poem)
I How should I seek to make a song for thee When all my music is to moan thy name? ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
The Nightingale (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
Bereavement (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
Whose was that gentle voice, that, whispering sweet, Promised methought long days of bliss sincere! Soothing it stole on my ...
Cornish Cliffs (John Betjeman Poem)
Those moments, tasted once and never done, Of long surf breaking in the mid-day sun. A far-off blow-hole booming like ...
Apostasy (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
THIS last denial of my faith, Thou, solemn Priest, hast heard; And, though upon my bed of death, I call ...
Hymn To Death (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
Henry King (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
The Chief Defect of Henry King Was chewing little bits of String. At last he swallowed some which tied Itself ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...