The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 19 (William Langland Poems)
Thus I awaked and wroot what I hadde ydremed,And dighte me derely, and dide me to chirche,To here holly the ...
Poems about nobis (12 Poems)
Poetry And Reality (Jane Taylor Poems)
THE worldly minded, cast in common mould,With all his might pursuing fame or gold,And towards that goal too vehemently hurledTo ...
Funeral Music (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
William de la Pole, Duke of Suffolk: beheaded 1450John Tiptoft, Earl of Worcester: beheaded 1470Anthony Woodville, Earl Rivers: beheaded 14831Processionals ...
Boston (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
Sicut Patribus, sit Deus Nobis)The rocky nook with hilltops threeLooked eastward from the farms,And twice each day the flowing seaTook ...
Chanson Without Music (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
BY THE PROFESSOR EMERITUS OF DEAD AND LIVE LANGUAGESPHI BETA KAPPA.--CAMBRIDGE, 1867You bid me sing,--can I forgetThe classic ode of ...
Mater Dolorosa (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
The nuns sing, "_ora pro nobis_," The lancets glitter above; And the beautiful Virgin whose robe is Woven of infinite love, Infinite love and ...
Ye Wearie Wayfarer [A Dedication to the author of Holmby House” (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
Theophila Or Loves Sacrifice. Canto I (Edward Benlowes Poems)
THE PRELIBATION To the SACRIFICE.ARGUMENT. Spes alit occiduas qui Sublunaribus haeret; Rivales JESUS non in Amore sinit. Quid mihi non ...
Friar Pedro’s Ride (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
It was the morning season of the year; It was the morning era of the land;The watercourses rang full loud ...
On the Nativity of Christ (William Dunbar Poem)
RORATE coeli desuper! Hevins, distil your balmy schouris! For now is risen the bricht day-ster, Fro the rose Mary, flour ...
The Star-Apple Kingdom (Derek Walcott Poems)
There were still shards of an ancient pastoral in those shires of the island where the cattle drank their pools ...
Ad Se Ipsum (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
DEAR sir, good-morrow! Five years back, When you first girded for this arduous track, And under various whimsical pretexts Endowed ...