The Shepherds Calendar – July (John Clare Poems)
Daughter of pastoral smells and sightsAnd sultry days and dewy nightsJuly resumes her yearly placeWi her milking maiden faceRuddy and ...
Poems about martins (19 Poems)
The Shepherds Calendar – May (John Clare Poems)
Come queen of months in companyWi all thy merry minstrelsyThe restless cuckoo absent longAnd twittering swallows chimney songAnd hedge row ...
Scholar And The Carpenter (Jean Ingelow Poems)
While ripening corn grew thick and deep,And here and there men stood to reap,One morn I put my heart to ...
British Georgics. July (James Grahame Poems)
No more at dewy dawn, or setting sun,The blackbird's song floats mellow down the dale;Mute is the lark, or soars ...
Kismet (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Into the rock the road is cut full deep, At its low ledges village children play,From its high rifts fountains of ...
The Shepherds Calendar – December-Christmass (John Clare Poems)
Christmass is come and every hearthMakes room to give him welcome nowEen want will dry its tears in mirthAnd crown ...
The Old Stockman’s Lament (Henry Lawson Poems)
Wrap me up in me stockwhip and blanket, And bury me deep down below,Where this piffle and sham won't disgust me, In ...
Sand Martins (Jean Ingelow Poems)
I passed an inland-cliff precipitate; From tiny caves peeped many a soot-black poll;In each a mother-martin sat elate, And of the news ...
The Old Inn (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
1. Red-winding from the sleepy town, One takes the lone, forgotten lane Straight through the hills. A brush-bird brown Bubbles in thorn-flowers sweet with ...
The Secret Police (Ken Smith Poems)
They are listening in the wires,in the walls, under the eavesin the wings of house martins,in the ears of old ...
A June Day (John Todhunter Poems)
The very spirit of summer breathes to-day,Here where I sun me in a dreamy mood,And laps the sultry leas, and ...
When My Ship Comes In (Frank Sidgwick Poems)
When my ship comes in, as it's bound to come, I'll follow no poet to Innisfree, For I don't much ...
Doctor Goosegrease (Billy Bennett Poems)
Everybody knows me, Dr. Goosegrease, M.D. All the best paying patients, I've got 'em. Harley Street's my abode, No. 6 ...
If I were to Own (Edward Thomas Poems)
f I were to own this countrysideAs far as a man in a day could ride,And the Tyes were mine ...
The Lonely Old Fellow (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
The roses are bedded for winter, the tulips are planted for spring;The robins and martins have left us; there are ...
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 ...
Glazunoviana (John Ashbery Poem)
The man with the red hat And the polar bear, is he here too? The window giving on shade, Is ...
At The Executed Murderer’s Grave (James Wright Poems)
for J.L.D. Why should we do this? What good is it to us? Above all, how can we do such ...