Poems about patching (21 Poems)
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August (Andrew John Young Poems)
The cows stood in a thunder-cloud of fliesAs, lagging through the field with trailing feet,I kicked up scores of skipper butterfliesThat hopped a little way, lazy with heat. The wood I sought was in deep shelter sunk,Though clematis leaves shone … Continue reading
When He Comes (Fay Inchfawn Poems)
“When He comes!My sweetest ‘When’!”C. ROSSETTI. Thus may it be (I thought) at someday’s close,Some lilac-haunted eve, when every roseBreathes forth its incense. May He findme there,In holy leisure, lifting hands of prayer,In some sweet garden place,To catch the first … Continue reading
Child And Mother (Eugene Field Poems)
O mother-my-love, if you’ll give me your hand, And go where I ask you to wander,I will lead you away to a beautiful land,— The Dreamland that’s waiting out yonder.We’ll walk in a sweet posie-garden out there, Where moonlight and … Continue reading
The Mary Gloster (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
I’ve paid for your sickest fancies; I’ve humoured your crackedest whim — Dick, it’s your daddy, dying; you’ve got to listen to him! Good for a fortnight, am I? The doctor told you? He lied. I shall go under by … Continue reading
The Ballad of the King’s Jest (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
When spring-time flushes the desert grass, Our kafilas wind through the Khyber Pass. Lean are the camels but fat the frails, Light are the purses but heavy the bales, As the snowbound trade of the North comes down To the … Continue reading
Child and mother (Eugene Field Poem)
O mother-my-love, if you’ll give me your hand, And go where I ask you to wander, I will lead you away to a beautiful land,– The Dreamland that’s waiting out yonder. We’ll walk in a sweet posie-garden out there, Where … Continue reading
Love Among The Ruins (Robert Browning Poem)
I Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half-asleep Tinkle homeward thro’ the twilight, stray or stop As they crop- Was the site once of a city great and gay, … Continue reading
Love Among the Ruins (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles, Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half-asleep Tinkle homeward thro’ the twilight, stray or stop As they crop— Was the site once of a city great and gay, … Continue reading
High Talk (William Butler Yeats Poems)
Processions that lack high stilts have nothing that catches the eye. What if my great-granddad had a pair that were twenty foot high, And mine were but fifteen foot, no modern Stalks upon higher, Some rogue of the world stole … Continue reading
The Rear-Guard (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
Groping along the tunnel, step by step, He winked his prying torch with patching glare From side to side, and sniffed the unwholesome air. Tins, boxes, bottles, shapes too vague to know, A mirror smashed, the mattress from a bed; … Continue reading
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