The River Scamander (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale; Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail; Men, gods, and ...
Poems about lent (51 Poems)
The Princess Betrothed To The King Of Garba (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
The Old Man’s Calendar (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
The Magnificent (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOME wit, handsome form and gen'rous mind; A triple engine prove in love we find; By these the strongest fortresses ...
The Gascon (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
I AM always inclined to suspect The best story under the sun As soon as by chance I detect That ...
The Cudgelled And Contented Cuckold (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOME time ago from Rome, in smart array, A younger brother homeward bent his way, Not much improved, as frequently ...
The Avaricious Wife And Tricking Gallant (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHO knows the world will never feel surprise, When men are duped by artful women's eves; Though death his weapon ...
The Clyster (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IF truth give pleasure, surely we should try; To found our tales on what we can rely; Th' experiment repeatedly ...
St. Julian’s Prayer (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
The Shepherd And The Calm (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Soothing his Passions with a warb'ling Sound, A Shepherd-Swain lay stretch'd upon the Ground; Whilst all were mov'd, who their ...
The Dog And His Master (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
NO better Dog e'er kept his Master's Door Than honest Snarl, who spar'd nor Rich nor Poor; But gave the ...
On the Death of the Honourable Mr. James Thynne (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
An EPISTLE From A Gentleman To Madam Deshouliers (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
URANIA, whom the Town admires, Whose Wit and Beauty share our Praise; This fair URANIA who inspires A thousand Joys ...
The Grindstone (Robert Frost Poem)
Having a wheel and four legs of its own Has never availed the cumbersome grindstone To get it anywhere that ...
The Channel Swimmer (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Would you hear a Wild tale of adventure Of a hero who tackled the sea, A super-man swimming the ocean, ...
Gunner Joe (Marriott Edgar Poem)
I'll tell you a seafaring story, Of a lad who won honour and fame Wi' Nelson at Battle 'Trafalgar, Joe ...
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 ...
Each And All (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows ...
Sonnet X: To Nothing Fitter (Michael Drayton Poem)
To nothing fitter can I thee compare Than to the son of some rich penny-father, Who, having now brought on ...
Ode to the Cambro-Britons and their Harp, His Ballad of Agi (Michael Drayton Poem)
Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance; Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Sirena (Michael Drayton Poem)
NEAR to the silver Trent SIRENA dwelleth; She to whom Nature lent All that excelleth; By which the Muses late ...
Agincourt (Michael Drayton Poem)
FAIR stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
The Battle Of Agincourt (Michael Drayton Poem)
Fair stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
The Medal (John Dryden Poem)
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Religio Laici (John Dryden Poem)
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Two Lengths has every Day — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Two Lengths has every Day -- Its absolute extent And Area superior By Hope or Horror lent -- Eternity will ...
A doubt if it be Us (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A doubt if it be Us Assists the staggering Mind In an extremer Anguish Until it footing find. An Unreality ...
My Mistress Commanding Me to Return Her Letters. (Thomas Carew Poem)
SO grieves th' adventurous merchant, when he throws All the long toil'd-for treasure his ship stows Into the angry main, ...
The Black Virgin (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
One in thy thousand statues we salute thee On all thy thousand thrones acclaim and claim Who walk in forest ...