The Wish (Lady Mary Chudleigh Poem)
Would but indulgent Fortune send To me a kind, and faithful Friend, One who to Virtue's Laws is true, And ...
Poems about pursue (50 Poems)
The Advice (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Revolving in their destin'd sphere, The hours begin another year As rapidly to fly; Ah! think, Maria, (e'er in grey ...
Narva and Mored (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
Epitaph on a Hare (William Cowper Poem)
Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue, Nor swiftewd greyhound follow, Whose foot ne'er tainted morning dew, Nor ear heard ...
The Light and Glory of the Word (William Cowper Poem)
The Spirit breathes upon the word, And brings the truth to sight; Precepts and promises afford A sanctifying light. A ...
Joy and Peace in Believing (William Cowper Poem)
Sometimes a light surprises The Christian while he sings; It is the Lord who rises With healing on His wings; ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Fit the Fourth ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Hunting The Bellman looked uffish, and wrinkled his brow. "If only you'd spoken before! It's excessively awkward to mention ...
Prologue (Lewis Carroll Poem)
All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are ...
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 ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
All In The Golden Afternoon (Lewis Carroll Poem)
All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are ...
The Cuckoo (John Clare Poem)
The cuckoo, like a hawk in flight, With narrow pointed wings Whews o'er our heads-soon out of sight And as ...
The Landrail (John Clare Poem)
How sweet and pleasant grows the way Through summer time again While Landrails call from day to day Amid the ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Honour’s Martyr (Emily Bronte Poems)
The moon is full this winter night; The stars are clear, though few; And every window glistens bright, With leaves ...
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 ...
To a Waterfowl (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day Far, through their rosy depths, dost ...
Do not be ashamed (Wendell Berry Poem)
You will be walking some night in the comfortable dark of your yard and suddenly a great light will shine ...
Spirit (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Be still, thou unregenerate part, Disturb no more my settled heart, For I have vow'd (and so will do) Thee ...
The Flesh and the Spirit (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In secret place where once I stood Close by the Banks of Lacrim flood, I heard two sisters reason on ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Epistle To Augusta (Lord Byron Poem)
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name Dearer and purer were, it should be thine; Mountains and seas divide ...
Dream Song 132: A Small Dream (John Berryman Poem)
A Small Dream It was only a small dream of the Golden World, now you trot off to bed. I'll ...
Instans Tyrannus (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Of the million or two, more or less, I rule and possess, One man, for some cause undefined, Was ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
By The Fire-Side (Robert Browning Poem)
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
Life in a Bottle (Robert Browning Poem)
Escape me? Never-- Beloved! While I am I, and you are you, So long as the world contains us both, ...