Winfreda (Eugene Field Poem)
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE) When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day, The fair Winfreda ...
Poems about leaps (40 Poems)
Curse of the Cat Woman (Edward Field Poem)
It sometimes happens that the woman you meet and fall in love with is of that strange Transylvanian people with ...
Tact (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
What boots it, thy virtue, What profit thy parts, While one thing thou lackest, The art of all arts! The ...
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, -- ...
Hide and Seek (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
All the trees are sleeping, all the winds are still, All the flocks of fleecy clouds have wandered past the ...
She sights a Bird — she chuckles — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
She sights a Bird -- she chuckles -- She flattens -- then she crawls -- She runs without the look ...
A Wounded Deer — leaps highest (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Wounded Deer -- leaps highest -- I've heard the Hunter tell -- 'Tis but the Ecstasy of death -- ...
Bring me the sunset in a cup, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning's flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how ...
The Hunt (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The hunt begins at a languid pace belying hysteria building in place, biding its time to menace the peace in ...
On The Disadvantages Of Central Heating (Amy Clampitt Poem)
cold nights on the farm, a sock-shod stove-warmed flatiron slid under the covers, mornings a damascene- sealed bizarrerie of fernwork ...
The Wizard Way (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Long Odds (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
How many million galaxies there are Who knows? and each has countless stars in it, And each rolls through eternities ...
Boo to Buddha (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
The Wizard Way (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Long Odds (Aleister Crowley Poem)
How many million galaxies there are Who knows? and each has countless stars in it, And each rolls through eternities ...
Boo to Buddha (Aleister Crowley Poem)
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
Sonnet (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
To the River Otter Dear native Brook! wild Streamlet of the West! How many various-fated years have past, What happy ...
To The River Otter (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Dear native brook! wild streamlet of the West! How many various-fated years have passed, What happy and what mournful hours, ...
Nothing grows except the grass. (Carlos Barbarito Poem)
Nothing grows except the grass. Nothing leaps into sight except some stone and what the stone contains and protects. Here, ...
Awake, My Heart (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
Awake, my heart, to be loved, awake, awake! The darkness silvers away, the morn doth break, It leaps in the ...
Land, Ho! (Thomas Edward Brown Poem)
I know 'tis but a loom of land, Yet is it land, and so I will rejoice, I know I ...
Disguises (Thomas Edward Brown Poem)
High stretched upon the swinging yard, I gather in the sheet; But it is hard And stiff, and one cries ...
Contemplating Hell (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
Contemplating Hell, as I once heard it, My brother Shelley found it to be a place Much like the city ...
The Fish (Rupert Brooke Poem)
In a cool curving world he lies And ripples with dark ecstasies. The kind luxurious lapse and steal Shapes all ...
A Memory (Rupert Brooke Poem)
(From a sonnet-sequence) Somewhile before the dawn I rose, and stept Softly along the dim way to your room, And ...
Seaside (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Swiftly out from the friendly lilt of the band, The crowd's good laughter, the loved eyes of men, I am ...
Old well (Yosa Buson Poem)
Old well, a fish leaps-- dark sound. (Yosa Buson)
A Tale (Louise Bogan Poem)
This youth too long has heard the break Of waters in a land of change. He goes to see what ...
The Lover in Hell (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Eternally the choking steam goes up From the black pools of seething oil. . . . How merry Those little ...
Pan and Luna (Robert Browning Poem)
Si credere dignum est.--Virgil, Georgics, III, 390 Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was, Virgil, your legend in those ...