The Forest Boy (Charlotte Smith Poems)
THE trees have now hid at the edge of the hurstThe spot where the ruins decayOf the cottage, where Will ...
Poems about phoebe (21 Poems)
The Shepheardes Calender: June (Edmund Spenser Poems)
June: AEgloga Sexta. HOBBINOL & COLIN Cloute.HOBBINOL.LO! Collin, here the place, whose pleasaunt syte From other shades hath weand my ...
Meg’s Curse (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
The sun rode high in a cloudless skyOf a perfect summer morn.She stood and gazed out into the street,And wondered ...
The Faithless Shepherd (Eric Linklater Poems)
With nice observance of the rulesAnd precepts of the pastoral schools,A shepherdess, as fair as pure, ,Beneath a hedgerow sat ...
The Speech (Ben Jonson Poems)
The long laments I spent for ruin'd Troy,Are dried; and now mine eyes run teares of joy.No more shall men ...
The Nimph Dianaes Song (Bartholomew Young Poems)
When that I poore soule was borne,I was borne unfortunate:Presently the Fates had sworne,To fore-tell my haplesse state.Titan his faire ...
Endymion: Book IV (John Keats Poem)
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
Hyperion (John Keats Poem)
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Ode To Psyche (John Keats Poem)
O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear, And pardon that thy secrets should be ...
Endimion and Phoebe (excerpts) (Michael Drayton Poem)
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
The ones that disappeared are back (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The ones that disappeared are back The Phoebe and the Crow Precisely as in March is heard The curtness of ...
I was a Phoebe — nothing more — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I was a Phoebe -- nothing more -- A Phoebe -- nothing less -- The little note that others dropt ...
Dream Song 31: Henry Hankovitch, con guÃtar (John Berryman Poem)
Henry Hankovitch, con guÃtar, did a short Zen pray, on his tatami in a relaxed lotos fixin his mind on ...
144. A Winter Night (Robert Burns Poems)
WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south ...
Niobe in Distress (Phillis Wheatley Poems)
Apollo's wrath to man the dreadful spring Of ills innum'rous, tuneful goddess, sing! Thou who did'st first th' ideal pencil ...
On Recollection (Phillis Wheatley Poems)
MNEME begin. Inspire, ye sacred nine, Your vent'rous Afric in her great design. Mneme, immortal pow'r, I trace thy spring: ...
Epithalamion (Edmund Spenser Poems)
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
The Shepheardes Calender: April (Edmund Spenser Poems)
APRILL: Ægloga QuartaTHENOT & HOBBINOLL Tell me good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete? What? hath some Wolfe thy tender Lambes ...
A Ditty (Edmund Spenser Poems)
In praise of Eliza, Queen of the Shepherds SEE where she sits upon the grassie greene, (O seemely sight!) Yclad ...
Poem 9 (Edmund Spenser Poems)
LOe where she comes along with portly pace, Lyke Phoebe from her chamber of the East, Arysing forth to run ...
Crapshooters (Carl Sandburg Poems)
SOMEBODY loses whenever somebody wins. This was known to the Chaldeans long ago. And more: somebody wins whenever somebody loses. ...