The Bard (Thomas Gray Poem)
Pindaric Ode "Ruin seize thee, ruthless King! Confusion on thy banners wait! Tho' fanned by Conquest's crimson wing, They mock ...
Poems about pitying (31 Poems)
To The Painter Of An Ill-drawn Picture of Cleone (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Sooner I'd praise a Cloud which Light beguiles, Than thy rash Hand which robs this Face of Smiles; And does ...
t of the Fifth Scene in the Second Act of Athalia (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Enter, as in the Temple of Jerusalem, ATHALIA, MATHAN, ABNER WHY, to our Wonder, in this Place is seen, ...
Musketaquid (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Because I was content with these poor fields, Low open meads, slender and sluggish streams, And found a home in ...
Song To A Fair Young Lady Going Out Of Town In The Spring (John Dryden Poem)
Ask not the cause why sullen spring So long delays her flow'rs to bear; Why warbling birds forget to sing, ...
The White Bees (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
A Legend of Service (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
It pleased the Lord of Angels (praise His name!) To hear, one day, report from those who came With pitying ...
‘Tis not that Dying hurts us so (Emily Dickinson Poems)
'Tis not that Dying hurts us so -- 'Tis Living -- hurts us more -- But Dying -- is a ...
From The Ladies Defence (Lady Mary Chudleigh Poem)
Melissa: I've still rever'd your Order as Divine; And when I see unblemish'd Virtue ...
Love And Madness (Thomas Campbell Poem)
Hark ! from the battlements of yonder tower The solemn bell has tolled the midnight hour ! Roused from drear ...
The Three Voices (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
IV. To the River Wenbeck (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
AS slowly wanders thy forsaken stream, Wenbeck! the mossy-scatter'd rocks among, In fancy's ear still making plaintive song To the ...
The Missionary (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Sonnet – to Genevra (Lord Byron Poem)
Thy cheek is pale with thought, but not from woe, And yet so lovely, that if Mirth could flush Its ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
193. On Scaring some Water-Fowl in Lock Turit (Robert Burns Poem)
WHY, ye tenants of the lake, For me your wat'ry haunt forsake? Tell me, fellow-creatures, why At my presence thus ...
146. Address to Edinburgh (Robert Burns Poem)
EDINA! Scotia's darling seat! All hail thy palaces and tow'rs, Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet, Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs: ...
199. Song-My Peggy’s Charms (Robert Burns Poems)
MY Peggy's face, my Peggy's form, The frost of hermit Age might warm; My Peggy's worth, my Peggy's mind, Might ...
231. Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry (Robert Burns Poem)
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
313. Lament of Mary, Queen of Scots (Robert Burns Poems)
NOW Nature hangs her mantle green On every blooming tree, And spreads her sheets o' daisies white Out o'er the ...
138. Address to the Toothache (Robert Burns Poems)
MY curse upon your venom'd stang, That shoots my tortur'd gums alang, An' thro' my lug gies mony a twang, ...
38. Epitaph on my Ever Honoured Father (Robert Burns Poems)
O YE whose cheek the tear of pity stains, Draw near with pious rev'rence, and attend! Here lie the loving ...
My Spectre Around Me (William Blake Poems)
My spectre around me night and day Like a wild beast guards my way. My emanation far within Weeps incessantly ...
The Book of Thel (William Blake Poems)
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
Broken Love (William Blake Poems)
MY Spectre around me night and day Like a wild beast guards my way; My Emanation far within Weeps incessantly ...
Night (William Blake Poems)
The sun descending in the west. The evening star does shine. The birds are silent in their nest, And I ...