Endymion: Book II (John Keats Poem)
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
Poems about melodies (31 Poems)
Think Of It Not, Sweet One (John Keats Poem)
Think not of it, sweet one, so;--- Give it not a tear; Sigh thou mayst, and bid it go Any---anywhere. ...
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 ...
Endymion: Book IV (John Keats Poem)
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
Hyperion (John Keats Poem)
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Ode On A Grecian Urn (John Keats Poem)
Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A ...
For the Moore Centennial Celebration (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
I ENCHANTER of Erin, whose magic has bound us, Thy wand for one moment we fondly would claim, Entranced while ...
The Voiceless (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
WE count the broken lyres that rest Where the sweet wailing singers slumber, But o'er their silent sister's breast The ...
THE MUSAGETES. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
IN the deepest nights of Winter To the Muses kind oft cried I: "Not a ray of morn is gleaming, ...
RINALDO.* (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
[This Cantata was written for Prince Frederick of Gotha, and set to music by Winter, the Prince singing the part ...
TO THE MOON. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
BUSH and vale thou fill'st again With thy misty ray, And my spirit's heavy chain Castest far away. Thou dost ...
The Poet VIII (Khalil Gibran Poem)
He is a link between this and the coming world. He is A pure spring from which all thirsty souls ...
The Palace and the Hut XXIX (Khalil Gibran Poem)
Part One As night fell and the light glittered in the great house, the servants stood at the massive door ...
In Melodies (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Singing of God often without words melodies only deep within my soul welling us in me an understanding of God ...
Comforting Words, Melodies (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
At the start of the holiday season after fall, before winter leading into Advent comforting words, melodies the warm, memory-laden ...
Storm-Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
O Music hast thou only heard The laughing river, the singing bird, The murmuring wind in the poplar-trees,-- Nothing but ...
Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
Longfellow (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
In a great land, a new land, a land full of labour and riches and confusion, Where there were many ...
A Song before Sailing (Bliss Carman Poem)
Wind of the dead men's feet, Blow down the empty street Of this old city by the sea With news ...
A Birthday (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
A Birthday (Aleister Crowley Poem)
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
The Improvisatore (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
The Dungeon (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Song (Act V, scene i) And this place our forefathers made for man ...
The Aeolian Harp (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside ...
Dejection: An Ode (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I ...
The Eolian Harp (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
(Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire) My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is ...
To A Young Ass (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Its mother being tethered near it Poor little Foal of an oppress?d race! I love the languid patience of thy ...
The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds (Stephen Crane Poem)
The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds; The leaden thunders crashed. A worshipper raised his arm. "Hearken! Hearken! The voice ...
The Cuckoo (John Clare Poem)
The cuckoo, like a hawk in flight, With narrow pointed wings Whews o'er our heads-soon out of sight And as ...
Song’s Eternity (John Clare Poems)
What is song's eternity? Come and see. Can it noise and bustle be? Come and see. Praises sung or praises ...