The Coal Picker (Amy Lowell Poem)
He perches in the slime, inert, Bedaubed with iridescent dirt. The oil upon the puddles dries To colours like a ...
Poems about poesy (29 Poems)
NUREMBERG (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
In the valley of the Pegnitz, where across broad meadow-lands Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient, stands. Quaint ...
Endymion: Book II (John Keats Poem)
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
If By Dull Rhymes Our English Must Be Chain’d (John Keats Poems)
If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd, And, like Andromeda, the Sonnet sweet Fetter'd, in spite of pained ...
Epistle To My Brother George (John Keats Poem)
Full many a dreary hour have I past, My brain bewildered, and my mind o'ercast With heaviness; in seasons when ...
Ode On Indolence (John Keats Poem)
One morn before me were three figures seen, I With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced; And one behind the ...
Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Ode To A Nightingale (John Keats Poem)
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some ...
An Ode to Himself (Ben Jonson Poem)
Where dost thou careless lie, Buried in ease and sloth? Knowledge that sleeps doth die; And this security, It is ...
Gioconda And Si-Ya-U (Nazim Hikmet Poem)
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
To The Pious Memory Of The Accomplished Young Lady Mrs. Anne Killigrew (John Dryden Poem)
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
Ode (John Dryden Poem)
To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and ...
Keats (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
The melancholy gift Aurora gained From Jove, that her sad lover should not see The face of death, no goddess ...
Wishes To His (Supposed) Mistress (Richard Crashaw Poem)
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from ...
The Improvisatore (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
The Garden Of Boccaccio (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Of late, in one of those most weary hours, When life seems emptied of all genial powers, A dready ...
Youth And Age (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Verse, a Breeze 'mid blossoms straying, Where HOPE clung feeding, like a bee-- Both were mine ! Life went a-maying ...
A poem on divine revelation (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
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 ...
Prologue (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1 To sing of Wars, of Captains, and of Kings, 2 Of Cities founded, Common-wealths begun, 3 For my mean ...
Women And Roses (Robert Browning Poem)
I. I dream of a red-rose tree. And which of its roses three Is the dearest rose to me? II. ...
183. Verses Written with a Pencil at the Inn at Kenmore (Robert Burns Poem)
ADMIRING Nature in her wildest grace, These northern scenes with weary feet I trace; O'er many a winding dale and ...
Here I Am … (Charles Bukowski Poem)
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end of my 2nd bottle of wine, I have typed from a dozen ...
454. Epistle from Esopus to Maria (Robert Burns Poems)
FROM those drear solitudes and frowsy cells, Where Infamy with sad Repentance dwells; Where turnkeys make the jealous portal fast, ...
The Mother (Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems)
Here I lean over you, small son, sleeping Warm in my arms, And I con to my heart all your ...
Oh, Could We Do With This World of Ours (Thomas Moore Poems)
Oh, could we do with this world of ours As thou dost with thy garden bowers, Reject the weeds and ...
The Wandering Bard (Thomas Moore Poems)
What life like that of the bard can be -- The wandering bard, who roams as free As the mountain ...
To Death (Amy Levy Poems)
(From Lenau.) If within my heart there's mould, If the flame of Poesy And the flame of Love grow cold, ...
The Crystal (Sidney Lanier Poems)
At midnight, death's and truth's unlocking time, When far within the spirit's hearing rolls The great soft rumble of the ...