The Ear-Maker And The Mould-Mender (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN William went from home (a trader styled): Six months his better half he left with child, A simple, comely, ...
Poems about modest (51 Poems)
Nicaise (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (T. S. Eliot Poem)
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma ...
At Corfu (Norman Dubie Poem)
In seventeen hundred, a much hated sultan visited us twice, finally dying of headaches in the south harbor. Ever since, ...
Sonnet XLVII: In Pride of Wit (Michael Drayton Poem)
In pride of wit when high desire of fame Gave life and courage to my laboring pen, And first the ...
Religio Laici (John Dryden Poem)
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Merry Autumn (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
It's all a farce,-these tales they tell About the breezes sighing, And moans astir o'er field and dell, Because the ...
Wait till the Majesty of Death (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Wait till the Majesty of Death Invests so mean a brow! Almost a powdered Footman Might dare to touch it ...
The butterfly obtains (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The butterfly obtains But little sympathy Though favorably mentioned In Entomology -- Because he travels freely And wears a proper ...
I meant to have but modest needs (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I meant to have but modest needs -- Such as Content -- and Heaven -- Within my income -- these ...
Forever honored by the Tree (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Forever honored by the Tree Whose Apple Winterworn Enticed to Breakfast from the Sky Two Gabriels Yestermorn. They registered in ...
For every Bird a Nest (Emily Dickinson Poem)
For every Bird a Nest -- Wherefore in timid quest Some little Wren goes seeking round -- Wherefore when boughs ...
A little bread — a crust — a crumb (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A little bread -- a crust -- a crumb -- A little trust -- a demijohn -- Can keep the ...
‘Tis Seasons since the Dimpled War (Emily Dickinson Poems)
'Tis Seasons since the Dimpled War In which we each were Conqueror And each of us were slain And Centuries ...
I can’t tell you — but you feel it (Emily Dickinson Poems)
I can't tell you -- but you feel it -- Nor can you tell me -- Saints, with ravished slate ...
When I Close My Eyes (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
When I close my eyes I cannot reconstruct your face but the three-dimensional solidity or you bursts through the tissues ...
On The Death of a Father (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I was schooled well before he died, able at least to feel what others felt when their fathers were deceased. ...
Hostel Beach, Oneroa (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The cliff sprang from the sea at end of Hostel Beach, if the tide was out you'd reach a tiny ...
Consciousness Of Our Return (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Night's grating of steel on stone and splash of water crashing from the buckets brings back that moment in a ...
White Nassau (Bliss Carman Poem)
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
Manuel Komninos (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
One dreary September day Emperor Manuel Komninos felt his death was near. The court astrologers -bribed, of course- went on ...
The Logical Vegetarian (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
"Why shouldn't I have a purely vegetarian drink? Why shouldn't I take vegetables in their highest form, so to speak? ...
The Weeper (Richard Crashaw Poem)
HAIL, sister springs, Parents of silver-footed rills! Ever bubbling things, Thawing crystal, snowy hills! Still spending, never spent; I mean ...
The Task: Book VI, The Winter Walk at Noon (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
Thus heav'nward all things tend. For all were once Perfect, and all must be at length restor'd. So God has ...
The Retired Cat (William Cowper Poem)
A poet's cat, sedate and grave As poet well could wish to have, Was much addicted to inquire For nooks ...
The Faded Flower (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Ungrateful he, who pluck'd thee from thy stalk, Poor faded flow'ret! on his careless way; Inhal'd awhile thy odours on ...
Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
Dharma (Billy Collins Poem)
The way the dog trots out the front door every morning without a hat or an umbrella, without any money ...
Marginalia (Billy Collins Poem)
Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. ...
Song (William Browne Poem)
FOR her gait, if she be walking; Be she sitting, I desire her For her state's sake; and admire her ...