Explanation Of An Ancient Woodcut (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
EARLY within his workshop here,On Sundays stands our master dear;His dirty apron he puts away,And wears a cleanly doublet to-day;Lets ...
Poems about pincers (18 Poems)
From Perugia (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE'S Letters from Italy.THE tall, sallow guardsmen their horsetails have spread,Flaming out in their violet, yellow, and red;And ...
The Legend of St. Mark (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
The day is closing dark and cold,With roaring blast and sleety showers;And through the dusk the lilacs wearThe bloom of ...
1959 (Gregory Corso Poems)
Uncomprising year-I see no meaning to life.Though this abled self is here nonetheless,either in trade gold or grammaticness,I drop the ...
4th July 1882, Malines. Midnight (James Kenneth Stephen Poems)
Belgian, with cumbrous tread and iron boots, Who in the murky middle of the night, Designing to renew the foul pursuits In which ...
What Atomes make Heate and Colde. (Margaret Cavendish Poems)
SSuch kinde of Atomes, which make Heat, make Cold:Like Pincers sharpe, which nip, and do take hold.But Atomes that are ...
Hero And Leander. The Fourth Sestiad (George Chapman Poems)
Now from Leander's place she rose, and found Her hair and rent robe scatter'd on the ground; Which ...
The Tournament (From The Old Danish) (George Borrow Poems)
Six score there were, six score and ten, From Hald that rode that day;And when they came to Brattingsborg They ...
At Delphi (Alfred Austin Poems)
I Apollo! Apollo! Apollo!II Where hast thou, Apollo, gone? I have wandered on and on, Through the shaggy Dorian gorges, ...
The Battle Of The Headlines (A P Herbert Poems)
Hold back, sub-editor! You march and planSo much more swiftly than the soldiers can.They take a trench or two, a ...
Red (Ernesto Trejo Poems)
One timethe whole world wore red.Flowerpots, earth, blood, flesh.Red water sifted through red earth.Perplexed birds filled their beakswith dirt-red air; ...
Baby Tortoise (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
You know what it is to be born alone, Baby tortoise! The first day to heave your feet little by ...
Gacela of the Dark Death (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
I want to sleep the dream of the apples, to withdraw from the tumult of cemetries. I want to sleep ...
HANS SACHS’ POETICAL MISSION. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
[I feel considerable hesitation in venturing to offer this version of a poem which Carlyle describes to be 'a beautiful ...
Last Poem of my 45th Year (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
I thought of how a whale's white ribs could choke the sky's blue neck, massive vertebrae half-buried in sand, and ...
Poem of Joys. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 O TO make the most jubilant poem! Even to set off these, and merge with these, the carols of ...
I, In My Intricate Image (Dylan Thomas Poems)
I I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels, Forged in man's minerals, the brassy orator Laying my ghost ...
SONNETS TO EUROPA (Vlanes Poems)
Frost apple on a knotted whirling bough of dark becoming where it cannot be. So much both for the soil ...