The Voice In The Pines (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THE morn is softly beautiful and still,Its light fair clouds in pencilled gold and grayPause motionless above the pine-grown hill,Where ...
Poems about pencilled (21 Poems)
The Crooked Footpath (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
AH, here it is! the sliding railThat marks the old remembered spot,--The gap that struck our school-boy trail,--The crooked path ...
Late Snow (John Collings Squire Poems)
The heavy train through the dim country went rolling, rolling, Interminably passing misty snow-covered plough-land ridges That merged in the snowy sky; ...
In The Library At Elmwood (Oscar Fay Adams Poems)
These are the friends whom he loved: these books that reveal on their pagesPencilled marks of approval, as one claps ...
New England Mind (Robert Francis Poems)
My mind matches this understand land.Outdoors the pencilled tree, the wind-carved drift,Indoors the constant fire, the careful thriftAre facts that ...
Introduction to Ginger Mick (C J Dennis Poems)
Jist to intraj'uice me cobber, an 'is name is Ginger Mick -A rorty boy, a naughty boy, wiv rude impressions ...
Victory (Alfred Noyes Poems)
I.Before those golden altar-lights we stood, Each one of us remembering his own dead.A more than earthly beauty seemed to ...
By The Camp Fire (Ada Cambridge Poems)
Ah, 'twas but now I saw the sun flush pink on yonder placid tide; The purple hill-tops, one by one, ...
Judith (Eloise Alberta Bibb Poems)
IO, that the years had language! time would tell,Of one bright night the moon has loved so well, For oft ...
Silent Love (Andrew Park Poems)
Opening Passage No man e'er loved like me ! When but a boy Love was my solace and my only ...
In a Copy Of Browning (Bliss William Carman Poems)
BROWNING, old fellow,Your leaves grow yellow,Beginning to mellowAs seasons pass.Your cover is wrinkled,And stained and sprinkled,And warped and crinkledFrom sleep ...
Jack Frost (Gabriel Setoun Poems)
The door was shut, as doors should be, Before you went to bed last night;Yet Jack Frost has got in, ...
Where Are The Dead? (Emily Chubbuck Judson Poems)
Oh, whither have they fled -Those spirits kind and warm,Which, numbered with the dead,Have nobly braved the storm;And gained a ...
To Amy, On Receiving Her Photograph (Constance Naden Poems)
WHEN of some lovely landscape unforgot A shadowy sketch I see, my thought divines Clear sunshine gleaming through the pencilled ...
The Maid’s Thought (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
Why listen, even the water is sobbing for something. The west wind is dead, the waves Forget to hate the ...
New England Mind (Robert Francis Poem)
My mind matches this understand land. Outdoors the pencilled tree, the wind-carved drift, Indoors the constant fire, the careful thrift ...
Tales in the beginning (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Tales in the beginning didn't begin in the telling, they would have started no doubt, but not without a concrete ...
The Wanderings of Oisin: Book I (William Butler Yeats Poems)
S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind, With a heavy heart and a wandering mind, Have known ...
Poem (Remember midsummer: the fragrance of box) (Delmore Schwartz Poems)
Remember midsummer: the fragrance of box, of white roses And of phlox. And upon a honeysuckle branch Three snails hanging ...
The Ballad Of Hard-Luck Henry (Robert William Service Poems)
Now wouldn't you expect to find a man an awful crank That's staked out nigh three hundred claims, and every ...
Comete (Les Murray Poems)
Uphill in Melbourne on a beautiful day a woman is walking ahead of her hair. Like teak oiled soft to ...