Introduction To The Song Of Hiawatha (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest With the ...
Poems about longings (31 Poems)
My Lost Youth (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Often I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea; Often in thought go up and down ...
Footsteps of Angels (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
When the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To ...
Endymion: Book III (John Keats Poem)
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
bird of fire – a caution (Rg Gregory Poem)
the dream of the white bird flying offers a freedom as tasty as nectar how our lips purse to the ...
from Proverbs of Hell (Rg Gregory Poem)
(a) radical ban all fires and places where people congregate to create comfort put an end to sleep good cooking ...
thirteeners (Rg Gregory Poem)
18 if you want a revolution attack symbols not systems - the simple forms that (blithely) give the truth away ...
FOOD IN TRAVEL. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
IF to her eyes' bright lustre I were blind, No longer would they serve my life to gild. The will ...
The Farewell XXVIII (Khalil Gibran Poem)
And now it was evening. And Almitra the seeress said, "Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit ...
The Musings of My Soul (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Without words the musings of my soul my Spirit singing ever to You Lord May they be pleasing in Your ...
If God Wills It (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our prayers answered not as we may wish in a time of God's choosing happening as God wills it all ...
Listen for the Message (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The word, the voice coming out of the scripture the lives of the people the mouth of a stranger, a ...
The Longings of Our Hearts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In our living walking with our God praying our petitions our requests before the lord Rising our praises and the ...
Inarticulate Longings (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When words will not come unsure what to pray for save for, that your will be done Silent in praying ...
Thanks for the Path of the Cross (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
His words, jarring a bit, in the middle of the prayer amid the words of our hearts, our longings, our ...
The Crumbs are Enough (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
the food so rich, its taste sweet beyond measure, beyond comparing even the crumbs are enough ample, sufficient to fill ...
The Nightingale (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
The Executor (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Greedy Heir long waited to fulfill, As his Executor, a Kinsman's Will; And to himself his Age repeated o'er, ...
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, -- ...
Autumn in the Garden (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
When the frosty kiss of Autumn in the dark Makes its mark On the flowers, and the misty morning grieves ...
PARADOX (Willa Cather Poem)
I KNEW them both upon Miranda's isle, Which is of youth a sea-bound seigniory: Misshapen Caliban, so seeming vile, And ...
The Vagabonds (Bliss Carman Poem)
We are the vagabonds of time, And rove the yellow autumn days, When all the roads are gray with rime ...
The Captive Dove (Anne Bronte Poem)
Poor restless dove, I pity thee; And when I hear thy plaintive moan, I mourn for thy captivity, And in ...
Power of Love (Anne Bronte Poem)
Love, indeed thy strength is mighty Thus, alone, such strife to bear -- Three 'gainst one, and never ceasing -- ...
The Captive Dove (Anne Bronte Poem)
Poor restless dove, I pity thee; And when I hear thy plaintive moan, I mourn for thy captivity, And in ...
Appeal (Anne Bronte Poem)
Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow; My eyes are tires of weeping, My heart is sick ...
Stanzas (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
IF thou be in a lonely place, If one hour's calm be thine, As Evening bends her placid face O'er ...
I see around me tombstones grey (Emily Bronte Poem)
I see around me tombstones grey Stretching their shadows far away. Beneath the turf my footsteps tread Lie low and ...
In My Solitary Hours in My Dear Husband his Absence (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
O Lord, Thou hear'st my daily moan And see'st my dropping tears. My troubles all are Thee before, My longings ...
A Poetry Reading At West Point (William Matthews Poems)
I read to the entire plebe class, in two batches. Twice the hall filled with bodies dressed alike, each toting ...