THE WARNING (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Beware! The Israelite of old, who tore The lion in his path,--when, poor and blind, He saw the blessed light ...
Poems about overthrow (31 Poems)
Answers (Elizabeth Jennings Poem)
I keep my answers small and keep them near; Big questions bruised my mind but still I let Small answers ...
Leipzig (Thomas Hardy Poem)
"OLD Norbert with the flat blue cap-- A German said to be-- Why let your pipe die on your lap, ...
THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST’S DESCENT INTO HELL. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST'S DESCENT INTO HELL. [THE remarkable Poem of which this is a literal but faint representation, was ...
Goliath and David (Robert Graves Poem)
(For D. C. T., Killed at Fricourt, March, 1916) Yet once an earlier David took Smooth pebbles from the brook: ...
Two Sons (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Both of them "sons of the father" their names parallel but such different paths The revolutionary insurrectionist trying to overthrow ...
Through Violence, With Love (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Before Rome changing the world through violence with love The shackles of the prisoners offered the way of the world ...
Who Do You Say I Am (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What a question, what a test putting it on the line, with him right there in your face, after the ...
The Man Bitten By Fleas (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Peevish Fellow laid his Head On Pillows, stuff'd with Down; But was no sooner warm in Bed, With hopes ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Holy Sonnet VII: At The Round Earth’s Imagined Corners Blow (John Donne Poems)
At the round earth's imagined corners blow Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise From death, you numberless infinities Of souls, ...
Holy Sonnet X: Death Be Not Proud (John Donne Poem)
Death, be not proud, though some have callèd thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those whom ...
Exiles (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
It goes on being Alexandria still. Just walk a bit along the straight road that ends at the Hippodrome and ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Plead For Me (Emily Bronte Poem)
Oh, thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow, Is mocking at my overthrow! Oh, thy ...
Speak, God Of Visions (Emily Bronte Poem)
O, thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow, Is mocking at my overthrow! O, thy ...
A Dialogue between Old England and New (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Epistle To Augusta (Lord Byron Poem)
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name Dearer and purer were, it should be thine; Mountains and seas divide ...
306. Election Ballad at close of Contest for representing the Dumfries Burghs, 1790 (Robert Burns Poems)
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
The Grey Monk (Excerpts) (William Blake Poems)
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
The Grey Monk (William Blake Poems)
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
Ballad for Gloom (Ezra Pound Poems)
For God, our God is a gallant foe That playeth behind the veil. I have loved my God as a ...
The Battle of Omdurman (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Ye Sons of Great Britain! come join with me And King in praise of the gallant British Armie, That behaved ...
Enigma (Thomas Moore Poems)
Come riddle-me-ree, come riddle-me-ree, And tell me, what my name may be. I am nearly one hundred and thirty years ...
In Arthur’s House (William Morris Poems)
In Arthur's house whileome was I When happily the time went by In midmost glory of his days. He held ...
Paradise Regained: The First Book (John Milton Poems)
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recovered Paradise to all mankind, By ...
Paradise Lost: Book 06 (John Milton Poems)
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
Sonnets 01: We Talk Of Taxes, And I Call You Friend (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
We talk of taxes, and I call you friend; Well, such you are,-but well enough we know How thick about ...