Bacchanalia or The New Age (Matthew Arnold Poems)
IThe evening comes, the fields are still.The tinkle of the thirsty rill,Unheard all day, ascends again;Deserted is the half-mown plain,Silent ...
Poems about night-air (21 Poems)
Close Of The Year (Mattie Griffith Browne Poems)
AN hour ago the music at the wood,And the low chant of waves came o'er the glade,But now no murmur ...
Ugonde’s Tale (John Douglas Sutherland Campbell Poems)
For a while the salt brine leaves me O'er my terraced rocks to fall,And my broad swift-gliding waters Olden memories recall.Ere the ...
Extract From “A New England Legend” (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
How has New England's romance fled,Even as a vision of the morning!Its rites foredone, its guardians dead,Its priestesses, bereft of ...
Deliah (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
The sun has gone down, spreading wide onThe sky-line one ray of red fire ;Prepare the soft cushions ...
Night In New York (George Parsons Lathrop Poems)
Haunted by unknown feet-Ways of the midnight hour!Strangely you murmur below me,Strange is your half-silent power.Places of life and of ...
Dover Beach (Matthew Arnold Poems)
The sea is calm to-night.The tide is full, the moon lies fairUpon the straits;—on the French coast the lightGleams and ...
To The Queen Of My Heart (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
I.Shall we roam, my love,To the twilight grove,When the moon is rising bright;Oh, I'll whisper there,In the cool night-air,What I ...
O Moon (Mathilde Blind Poems)
O moon, large golden summer moon, Hanging between the linden trees, Which in the intermittent breezeBeat with the rhythmic pulse of June!O ...
The Innkeeper’s Wife (Clive Sansom Poems)
I love this byre. Shadows are kindly here.The light is flecked with travelling stars of dust,So quiet it seems after ...
The Way Through the Woods. (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
They shut the road through the woods Seventy years ago. Weather and rain have undone it again, And now you ...
Le Manteau De Pascal (Jorie Graham Poem)
I have put on my great coat it is cold. It is an outer garment. Coarse, woolen. Of unknown origin. ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Bacchanalia (Matthew Arnold Poem)
The evening comes, the fields are still. The tinkle of the thirsty rill, Unheard all day, ascends again; Deserted is ...
Self-Dependence (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Weary of myself, and sick of asking What I am, and what I ought to be, At this vessel's prow ...
When I heard the Learn’d Astronomer. (Walt Whitman Poems)
WHEN I heard the learn'd astronomer; When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me; When I was ...
There Are Sounds of Mirth (Thomas Moore Poems)
There are sounds of mirth in the night-air ringing, And lamps from every casement shown; While voices blithe within are ...
The Santa-Fe Trail (A Humoresque) (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
I asked the old Negro, "What is that bird that sings so well?" He answered: "That is the Rachel-Jane." "Hasn't ...
Influence (Emma Lazarus Poems)
The fervent, pale-faced Mother ere she sleep, Looks out upon the zigzag-lighted square, The beautiful bare trees, the blue night-air, ...