Voluntaries (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
I.Low and mournful be the strain,Haughty thought be far from me;Tones of penitence and pain,Moanings of the tropic sea;Low and ...
Poems about nimbler (15 Poems)
The Maid Of The Mill’s Treachery (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
WHENCE comes our friend so hastily,When scarce the Eastern sky is grey?Hath he just ceased, though cold it be,In yonder ...
The Poet’s Advice (John Gneisenau Neihardt Poems)
IYOU wish to be a poet, Little Man?More verses limping 'neath their big intent?Well — one must be a poet ...
Birds (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
The fierce musical cries of a couple of sparrowhawks huntingon the headland,Hovering and darting, their heads northwestward,Prick like silver arrows ...
Dream, The (Aphra Behn Poems)
All trembling in my arms Aminta lay,Defending of the bliss I strove to take;Raising my rapture by her kind delay,Her ...
Song From A Country Fair (Leonie Adams Poems)
When tunes jigged nimbler than the bloodAnd quick and high the bows would pranceAnd every fiddle string would burstTo catch ...
Rape Of Florida: Canto I: Invocation (Albery Allson Whitman Poems)
The poet hath a realm within, and throne,And in his own soul singeth his lament.A comer often in the world ...
The Fair Captive (Albery Allson Whitman Poems)
The idle winds at dawn that strayedThro' wavy depths of joyous shade,The early chirp of breeze-swung boughs,The carol of the ...
Orient Ode (Francis Thompson Poems)
Lo, in the sanctuaried East,Day, a dedicated priestIn all his robes pontifical exprest,Lifteth slowly, lifteth sweetly,From out its Orient tabernacle ...
The Art Of Coquetry (Charlotte Lennox Poems)
Ye lovely maids! whose yet unpractis'd heartsNe'er felt the force of Love's resistless darts;Who justly set a value on your ...
To Mr Edward Howard, on his Incomparable (Earl of Dorset Charles Sackville Poems)
Come on, ye critics! Find one fault who dare, For, read it backward like a witch's prayer, 'Twill do as ...
The Dream (Aphra Behn Poems)
All trembling in my arms Aminta lay,Defending of the bliss I strove to take;Raising my rapture by her kind delay,Her ...
THE MAID OF THE MILL’S TREACHERY. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
WHENCE comes our friend so hastily, ...
Opposite To Meloncholly (William Strode Poems)
Returne my joyes, and hither bring A tongue not made to speake but sing, A jolly spleene, an inward feast, ...
The Nymph Complaining For The Death Of Her Faun (Andrew Marvell Poems)
The wanton Troopers riding by Have shot my Faun and it will dye. Ungentle men! They cannot thrive To kill ...