Frances (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
Poems about moonlight (51 Poems)
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 ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Evening Solace (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
THE human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, ...
High waving heather ‘neath stormy blasts bending (Emily Bronte Poems)
High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending, Midnight and moonlight and bright shining stars, Darkness and glory rejoicingly blending, Earth ...
Moonlight, summer moonlight (Emily Bronte Poem)
'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere, But ...
‘Tis moonlight, summer moonlight (Emily Bronte Poems)
'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere, But ...
The Song of the Beasts (Rupert Brooke Poem)
(Sung, on one night, in the cities, in the darkness.) Come away! Come away! Ye are sober and dull through ...
Blue Evening (Rupert Brooke Poem)
My restless blood now lies a-quiver, Knowing that always, exquisitely, This April twilight on the river Stirs anguish in the ...
Tiare Tahiti (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Mamua, when our laughter ends, And hearts and bodies, brown as white, Are dust about the doors of friends, Or ...
Home (Rupert Brooke Poem)
I came back late and tired last night Into my little room, To the long chair and the firelight And ...
Finding (Rupert Brooke Poem)
From the candles and dumb shadows, And the house where love had died, I stole to the vast moonlight And ...
White blossoms of the pear (Yosa Buson Poem)
White blossoms of the pear and a woman in moonlight reading a letter. (Yosa Buson)
A bat flits (Yosa Buson Poem)
A bat flits in moonlight above the plum blossoms. (Yosa Buson)
The White Peacock (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
The Harbour (Eavan Boland Poem)
This harbour was made by art and force. And called Kingstown and afterwards Dun Laoghaire. And holds the sea behind ...
Moonlight slanting (Matsuo Basho Poem)
Moonlight slanting through the bamboo grove; a cuckoo crying. (Matsuo Basho)
Autumn moonlight (Matsuo Basho Poem)
Autumn moonlight-- a worm digs silently into the chestnut. (Matsuo Basho)
The Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
To A Cat (Jorge Luis Borges Poem)
Mirrors are not more silent nor the creeping dawn more secretive; in the moonlight, you are that panther we catch ...
Over the Sea our Galleys Went (Robert Browning Poem)
Over the sea our galleys went, With cleaving prows in order brave, To a speeding wind and a bounding wave, ...
The Wanderers (Robert Browning Poem)
OVER the sea our galleys went, With cleaving prows in order brave To a speeding wind and a bounding wave-- ...
Caliban upon Setebos or, Natural Theology in the Island (Robert Browning Poem)
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
Young In New Orleans (Charles Bukowski Poem)
starving there, sitting around the bars, and at night walking the streets for hours, the moonlight always seemed fake to ...
Manuelzinho (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
Florida (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
The state with the prettiest name, the state that floats in brackish water, held together by mangrave roots that bear ...
The Man-Moth (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Man-Moth: Newspaper misprint for "mammoth." Here, above, cracks in the buldings are filled with battered moonlight. The whole shadow of ...
The Moose (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
Turns And Movies: Violet Moore And Bert Moore (Conrad Aiken Poem)
He thinks her little feet should pass Where dandelions star thickly grass; Her hands should lift in sunlit air Sea-wind ...