The Narrow Way (Anne Bronte Poem)
Believe not those who say The upward path is smooth, Lest thou shouldst stumble in the way And faint before ...
Poems about pleasure (51 Poems)
On a Dead Child (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
Perfect little body, without fault or stain on thee, With promise of strength and manhood full and fair! Though cold ...
To the Muse (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
In your hidden memories There are fatal tidings of doom... A curse on sacred traditions, A desecration of happiness; And ...
Winter Stores (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
WE take from life one little share, And say that this shall be A space, redeemed from toil and care, ...
The Teacher’s Monologue (Charlotte Bronte Poems)
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
Pleasure (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
A Short Poem or Else Not Say I True pleasure breathes not city air, Nor in Art's temples dwells, In ...
Plead For Me (Emily Bronte Poem)
Oh, thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow, Is mocking at my overthrow! Oh, thy ...
My Lady’s Grave (Emily Bronte Poems)
THE linnet in the rocky dells, The moor-lark in the air, The bee among the heather bells That hide my ...
Song (Emily Bronte Poem)
The linnet in the rocky dells, The moor - lark in the air, The bee among the heather - bells ...
Speak, God Of Visions (Emily Bronte Poem)
O, thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow, Is mocking at my overthrow! O, thy ...
“I am the only being whose doom…” (Emily Bronte Poem)
I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask no eye would mourn I never caused a thought ...
How Clear She Shines (Emily Bronte Poem)
How clear she shines! How quietly I lie beneath her guardian light; While heaven and earth are whispering me, " ...
I Would I Were a Careless Child (Lord Byron Poem)
I would I were a careless child, Still dwelling in my highland cave, Or roaming through the dusky wild, Or ...
Prometheus (Lord Byron Poem)
Titan! to whose immortal eyes The sufferings of mortality, Seen in their sad reality, Were not as things that gods ...
Dream Song 124: Behold I bring you tidings of great joy (John Berryman Poem)
Behold I bring you tidings of great joyâ?" especially now that the snow & gale are stillâ?" for Henry is ...
Dream Song 19: Here, whence (John Berryman Poem)
Here, whence all have departed orwill do, here airless, where that witchy ball wanted, fought toward, dreamed of, all a ...
THE DANCE OF DEATH (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
CARRYING bouquet, and handkerchief, and gloves, Proud of her height as when she lived, she moves With all the careless ...
Dtatue And The Bust, The (Robert Browning Poem)
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
The Statue and the Bust (Robert Browning Poem)
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
Abt Vogler (Robert Browning Poem)
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
Old Pictures In Florence (Robert Browning Poem)
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
From ‘Pauline’ (Robert Browning Poems)
O God, where does this tend-these struggling aims? What would I have? What is this 'sleep', which seems To bound ...
Up At A Villa- Down In The City (Robert Browning Poem)
(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality) I Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, ...
493. Song-Contented wi’ little, and cantie wi’ mair (Robert Burns Poems)
CONTENTED wi' little, and cantie wi' mair, Whene'er I forgather wi' Sorrow and Care, I gie them a skelp as ...
272. Song-My Love she’s but a Lassie yet (Robert Burns Poems)
MY love, she's but a lassie yet, My love, she's but a lassie yet; We'll let her stand a year ...
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 ...
277. Song-My Eppie Adair (Robert Burns Poem)
Chorus.-An' O my Eppie, my jewel, my Eppie, Wha wad na be happy wi' Eppie Adair? BY love, and by ...
378. Song-Bessy and her Spinnin Wheel (Robert Burns Poem)
O LEEZE me on my spinnin' wheel, And leeze me on my rock and reel; Frae tap to tae that ...
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 ...
83. The Cotter’s Saturday Night (Robert Burns Poems)
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...