The peter-bird (Eugene Field Poem)
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
Poems about maids (47 Poems)
De Amicitiis (Eugene Field Poem)
Though care and strife Elsewhere be rife, Upon my word I do not heed 'em; In bed I lie With ...
Away, Delights (John Fletcher Poem)
AWAY, delights! go seek some other dwelling, For I must die. Farewell, false love! thy tongue is ever telling Lie ...
To A New England Poet (Philip Freneau Poem)
Though skilled in Latin and in Greek, And earning fifty cents a week, Such knowledge, and the income, too, Should ...
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 Picture (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
The Little Bell (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
HOW weak is man! how changeable his mind! His promises are naught, too oft we find; I vowed (I hope ...
The Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
The Devil In Hell (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
HE surely must be wrong who loving fears; And does not flee when beauty first appears. Ye FAIR, with charms ...
Reformation (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Gentleman, most wretched in his Lot, A wrangling and reproving Wife had got, Who, tho' she curb'd his Pleasures, ...
By the Lake (Tu Fu Poem)
The old fellow from Shao-ling weeps with stifled sobs as he walks furtively by the bends of the Sepentine on ...
Scab Maids On Speed (Maggie Estep Poem)
My first job was when I was about 15. I had met a girl named Hope who became my best ...
The Human Face (Paul Eluard Poem)
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
Saadi (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
Initial Love (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
Amor Profanus (Ernest Dowson Poem)
Beyond the pale of memory, In some mysterious dusky grove; A place of shadows utterly, Where never coos the turtle-dove, ...
Sweet Stay-at-Home (William Henry Davies Poem)
Sweet Stay-at-Home, sweet Well-content, Thou knowest of no strange continent; Thou hast not felt thy bosom keep A gentle motion ...
What Inn is this (Emily Dickinson Poem)
What Inn is this Where for the night Peculiar Traveller comes? Who is the Landlord? Where the maids? Behold, what ...
There is a morn by men unseen (Emily Dickinson Poem)
There is a morn by men unseen -- Whose maids upon remoter green Keep their Seraphic May -- And all ...
ARCADIAN WINTER (Willa Cather Poem)
WOE is me to tell it thee, Winter winds in Arcady! Scattered is thy flock and fled From the glades ...
Size and Tears (Lewis Carroll Poem)
When on the sandy shore I sit, Beside the salt sea-wave, And fall into a weeping fit Because I dare ...
The Walrus And The Carpenter (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Tweedledee said to Alice, "You like poetry-" "Ye-es, pretty well-some poetry," Alice said doubtfully. "What shall I repeat to her," ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Christmass (John Clare Poem)
Christmass is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now Een want will dry its tears in ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
The Rose (William Browne Poem)
A ROSE, as fair as ever saw the North, Grew in a little garden all alone; A sweeter flower did ...
The Ballad Of A Bachelor (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Listen, ladies, while I sing The ballad of John Henry King. John Henry was a bachelor, His age was thirty-three ...
The Ballade Of The Mistletoe Bough (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
I am standing under the mistletoe, And I smile, but no answering smile replies For her haughty glance bids me ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Spring in Town (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses--showers and ...