TO LAURELS (Robert Herrick Poem)
A funeral stone Or verse, I covet none; But only crave Of you that I may have A sacred laurel ...
Poems about laurel (31 Poems)
My Cicely (Thomas Hardy Poem)
"ALIVE?"--And I leapt in my wonder, Was faint of my joyance, And grasses and grove shone in garments Of glory ...
THE GARLANDS. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
KLOPSTOCK would lead us away from Pindus; no longer for laurel May we be eager--the homely acorn alone must content ...
The Poet VIII (Khalil Gibran Poem)
He is a link between this and the coming world. He is A pure spring from which all thirsty souls ...
Howl (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Running with Grandpa (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Maybe two and a half certainly no more than that running in the yard with grandpa going from flower to ...
A Smell of Mothballs (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Behind the cabin, age and mothballs a smell I will not forget of a cabin, a retreat, of another time ...
Sonnet XLVII: In Pride of Wit (Michael Drayton Poem)
In pride of wit when high desire of fame Gave life and courage to my laboring pen, And first the ...
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 ...
To The Virginian Voyage (Michael Drayton Poem)
You brave heroic minds, Worthy your country's name, That honour still pursue, Go, and subdue, Whilst loit'ring hinds Lurke here ...
To My Dear Friend Mr. Congreve On His Commedy Call’d The Double Dealer (John Dryden Poems)
Well then; the promis'd hour is come at last; The present age of wit obscures the past: Strong were our ...
Lay this Laurel on the One (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Lay this Laurel on the One Too intrinsic for Renown -- Laurel -- veil your deathless tree -- Him you ...
The Task: Book II, The Time-Piece (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still-- My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English ...
Elegy: Walking the Line (Edgar Bowers Poem)
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
Westgate-On-Sea (John Betjeman Poem)
Hark, I hear the bells of Westgate, I will tell you what they sigh, Where those minarets and steeples Prick ...
An Edwardian Sunday, Broomhill, Sheffield (John Betjeman Poem)
High dormers are rising So sharp and surprising, And ponticum edges The driveways of gravel; Stone houses from ledges Look ...
For The Twentieth Century (Frank Bidart Poem)
Bound, hungry to pluck again from the thousand technologies of ecstasy boundlessness, the world that at a drop of water ...
To the Belgians (Laurence Binyon Poem)
O race that Cæsar knew, That won stern Roman praise, What land not envies you The laurel of these days? ...
To Joseph Joachim (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
Belov'd of all to whom that Muse is dear Who hid her spirit of rapture from the Greek, Whereby our ...
From A German War Primer (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
AMONGST THE HIGHLY PLACED It is considered low to talk about food. The fact is: they have Already eaten. The ...
Spirit (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Be still, thou unregenerate part, Disturb no more my settled heart, For I have vow'd (and so will do) Thee ...
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 ...
Safety-Clutch (Ambrose Bierce Poem)
Once I seen a human ruin In a elevator-well. And his members was bestrewin' All the place where he had ...
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 ...
Protus (Robert Browning Poem)
Among these latter busts we count by scores, Half-emperors and quarter-emperors, Each with his bay-leaf fillet, loose-thonged vest, Loricand low-browed ...
345. Song-Frae the friends and land I love (Robert Burns Poems)
FRAE the friends and land I love, Driv'n by Fortune's felly spite; Frae my best belov'd I rove, Never mair ...
163. On Elphinstone’s Translation of Martial’s Epigrams (Robert Burns Poems)
O THOU whom Poetry abhors, Whom Prose has turnèd out of doors, Heard'st thou yon groan?-proceed no further, 'Twas laurel'd ...
293. The Whistle: A Ballad (Robert Burns Poems)
I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North. Was ...
To Summer (William Blake Poems)
O thou who passest thro' our valleys in Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat That flames from ...
Auguries Of Innocence (William Blake Poems)
To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the ...