The Nightingale (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
Poems about possessed (51 Poems)
The Little Bell (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
HOW weak is man! how changeable his mind! His promises are naught, too oft we find; I vowed (I hope ...
The Magnificent (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOME wit, handsome form and gen'rous mind; A triple engine prove in love we find; By these the strongest fortresses ...
The Mandrake (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
The Hermit (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN Venus and Hypocrisy combine, Oft pranks are played that show a deep design; Men are but men, and friars ...
The Eel Pie (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
HOWEVER exquisite we BEAUTY find, It satiates sense, and palls upon the mind: Brown bread as well as white must ...
The Cradle (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NEAR Rome, of yore, close to the Florence road, Was seen a humble innkeeper's abode; Small sums were charged; few ...
The Cudgelled And Contented Cuckold (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOME time ago from Rome, in smart array, A younger brother homeward bent his way, Not much improved, as frequently ...
The Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
The Avaricious Wife And Tricking Gallant (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHO knows the world will never feel surprise, When men are duped by artful women's eves; Though death his weapon ...
The Clyster (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IF truth give pleasure, surely we should try; To found our tales on what we can rely; Th' experiment repeatedly ...
Richard Minutolo (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN ev'ry age, at Naples, we are told, Intrigue and gallantry reign uncontrolled; With beauteous objects in abundance blessed. No ...
St. Julian’s Prayer (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
King Candaules And The Doctor Of Laws (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
Belphegor Addressed To Miss De Chammelay (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
The Housekeeper (Robert Frost Poem)
I let myself in at the kitchen door. "It's you," she said. "I can't get up. Forgive me Not answering ...
Hamatreya (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Bulkeley, Hunt, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint, Possessed the land which rendered to their toil Hay, corn, roots, hemp, flax, apples, ...
Ode To Beauty (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Who gave thee, O Beauty! The keys of this breast, Too credulous lover Of blest and unblest? Say when in ...
The Ad-Dressing Of Cats (T. S. Eliot Poem)
You've read of several kinds of Cat, And my opinion now is that You should need no interpreter To understand ...
Whispers of Immortality (T. S. Eliot Poem)
WEBSTER was much possessed by death And saw the skull beneath the skin; And breastless creatures under ground Leaned backward ...
The Child and the Mariner (William Henry Davies Poem)
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
Happy The Man (John Dryden Poem)
Happy the man, and happy he alone, He who can call today his own: He who, secure within, can say, ...
The Black Birds (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Once, only once, I saw it clear, -- That Eden every human heart has dreamed A hundred times, but ...
Shelley (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Knight-errant of the Never-ending Quest, And Minstrel of the Unfulfilled Desire; For ever tuning thy frail earthly lyre To some ...
To try to speak, and miss the way (Emily Dickinson Poem)
To try to speak, and miss the way And ask it of the Tears, Is Gratitude's sweet poverty, The Tatters ...
Dreams are the subtle Dower (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Dreams are the subtle Dower That make us rich an Hour -- Then fling us poor Out of the purple ...
It feels a shame to be Alive (Emily Dickinson Poem)
It feels a shame to be Alive -- When Men so brave -- are dead -- One envies the Distinguished ...
Circumference thou Bride of Awe (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Circumference thou Bride of Awe Possessing thou shalt be Possessed by every hallowed Knight That dares to covet thee (Emily ...
Tools for life (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Has life ever dumped you in a heap? Perhaps you've found self belief so strongly reinforcing that doubt never enters ...
Travelling on the thumb (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Travelling on the thumb, it wasn't hard to do, you took the rides that you could get with no regrets ...