The Shepherds Calendar – July (John Clare Poems)
Daughter of pastoral smells and sightsAnd sultry days and dewy nightsJuly resumes her yearly placeWi her milking maiden faceRuddy and ...
Poems about owlets (13 Poems)
Evening (Joanna Baillie Poems)
HOW lovely, Evening, is thy parting smile!The twilight softness of thy glowing skyMay well the poet's pensive dream beguile,And kindle ...
The Shepherds Calendar – January- Winters Day (John Clare Poems)
Withering and keen the winter comesWhile comfort flyes to close shut roomsAnd sees the snow in feathers passWinnowing by the ...
Summer Noontide (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
The slender snail clings to the leaf, Gray on its silvered underside: And slowly, slowlier than the snail, with brief Bright steps, whose ...
Vigil (Katharine Tynan Poems)
At night, when all the house is still, Wide-waked the chairs and tables comeAnd yawn and stretch their limbs until The maids ...
And Ghosts Break Up Their Graves (John Vance Cheney Poems)
SWIFT round and round yon yellow mound,With grasses rank and pale,Race stiffened leaves; a waking soundIs on the autumn gale.The ...
The Owl and The Bell (George MacDonald Poems)
Bing, Bim, Bang, Bome!Sang the Bell to himself in his house at home,High in the church-tower, lone and unseen,In a ...
Too Late (Bessie Rayner Parkes Poems)
THE palms are yellowing in the Autumn heat, I hate the ripple of that tideless sea, But worse the line ...
A Lover’s Messengers (Arlo Bates Poems)
The earliest flowers of springTo thee, beloved, I bring:Anemone and graceful adder's-tongue,With golden cowslips, yellow as the sunAnd fresh as ...
A Winter Jingle (Edmund William Gosse Poems)
THE soft wind blows Across the snows, And turns the palest face to rose; The wind it goes Where no ...
Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
IV (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Most gracious singer of high poems ! where The dancers will break footing, ...
Sonnet 04 – Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Most gracious singer of high poems! where The dancers will break footing, from ...