The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 10 (William Langland Poems)
Thanne hadde Wit a wif, was hote Dame Studie,That lene was of lere and of liche bothe.She was wonderly wroth ...
Poems about longeth (19 Poems)
The Letter of Cupid (Thomas Hoccleve Poems)
Cupido, unto whos commandementThe gentil kinrede of goddes on hyAnd peple infernal been obedient,And the mortel folk seruen bisyly,Of goddesse ...
The Nut-Brown Maid. A Poem. (Matthew Prior Poems)
Written three hundred years since.Be it right or wrong, these men amongOn women do complayne;Affyrmynge this, how that it isA ...
The Believer’s Lodging and Inn While On Earth: or, A Paraphrase on the Eighty-fourt (Ralph Erskine Poems)
Ver. 1. How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts!Jehovah, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,Sole Monarch of the universal ...
The Foredawn Hour (John Payne Poems)
IBETWEEN the night-end and the break of dayAn hour there is that from the thither shoreOf the dark river its ...
Song To Erin (Mary Weston Fordham Poems)
Oh! Erin my country, my ancestor's home!Impelled by my wants, I, from thee, had to roam;And now my heart yearneth, ...
To M. T. (James Bayard Taylor Poems)
THOUGH thy constant love I share, Yet its gift is rarer;In my youth I thought thee fair: Thou art older and fairer!Full ...
Jesus All My Gladness (Johann Franck Poems)
Jesus, all my gladness,my repose in sadness,Jesus, heaven to me;ah, my heart long paineth,ah, my spirit straineth,longeth after thee!Thine I ...
Adam Bell, Clym of the Clough, and William of Cloudesly (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Part the FirstMery it was in the grene forestAmonge the leves grene,Wheras men hunt east and west,Wyth bowes and arrowes ...
The Not-Browne Mayd (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Be it ryght or wrong, these men amongOn women do complayne;Affyrmynge this, how that it isA labour spent in vayneTo ...
The Nut-Brown Maid (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
"He. BE it right or wrong, these men among On women do complain; Affirming this, how that it is ...
Lines (Frances Ellen Watkins Poems)
I hied me to the ocean-side; Its waves rolled bright and high; Upon its waters, spreading wide, ...
Lines (Effie Afton Poems)
I hied me to the ocean-side; Its waves rolled bright and high; Upon its waters, spreading wide, ...
Thora’s Song (‘Ashtaroth’) (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
We severed in Autumn early,Ere the earth was torn by the plough;The wheat and the oats and the barleyAre ripe ...
Christmas Eve (Eugene Field Poems)
Oh, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul, The evening shades are falling,-- Hush thee, my dear, dost ...
Gentilesse (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
The firste stok, fader of gentilesse —What man that desireth gentil for to beMust folowe his trace, and alle his ...
A Ballad of Gentleness (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
The firste stock-father of gentleness,What man desireth gentle for to be,Must follow his trace, and all his wittes dress,Virtue to ...
Thora’s Song (‘Ashtaroth’) (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
We severed in Autumn early, Ere the earth was torn by the plough; The wheat and the oats and the ...
The Friar’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...