1777 (Amy Lowell Poem)
I The Trumpet-Vine Arbour The throats of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, And the clangour of brass beats ...
Poems about quill (23 Poems)
Dutch Interiors (Jane Kenyon Poem)
Christ has been done to death in the cold reaches of northern Europe a thousand thousand times. Suddenly bread and ...
Lines On The Mermaid Tavern (John Keats Poem)
Souls of Poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid ...
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 ...
Providence (George Herbert Poem)
O Sacred Providence, who from end to end Strongly and sweetly movest! shall I write, And not of thee, through ...
My Aviary (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
THROUGH my north window, in the wintry weather,-- My airy oriel on the river shore,-- I watch the sea-fowl as ...
HIS DESIRE (Robert Herrick Poem)
Give me a man that is not dull, When all the world with rifts is full; But unamazed dares clearly ...
new age (Rg Gregory Poem)
(i) how new the world is trying to find nerve in an old rind (ii) the bread is crumbled for ...
A Bit of Down (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The edge of the water's surface Cupped a bit of Mallard down this morning. Shed and forgotten by its owner ...
In Praise Of Writing Letters (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Blest be the Man! his Memory at least, Who found the Art, thus to unfold his Breast, And taught succeeding ...
Mac Flecknoe (John Dryden Poem)
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
The Song Of The Strange Ascetic (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
If I had been a Heathen, I'd have praised the purple vine, My slaves should dig the vineyards, And I ...
Bobber (Raymond Carver Poem)
On the Columbia River near Vantage, Washington, we fished for whitefish in the winter months; my dad, Swede- Mr. Lindgren-and ...
The Task: Book IV, The Winter Evening (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
The Lay of a Golden Goose (Louisa May Alcott Poem)
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
171. Burlesque Lament fo Wm. Creech’s Absence (Robert Burns Poems)
AULD chuckie Reekie's 1 sair distrest, Down droops her ance weel burnish'd crest, Nae joy her bonie buskit nest Can ...
55. The Twa Herds; or, The Holy Tulyie (Robert Burns Poems)
O A' ye pious godly flocks, Weel fed on pastures orthodox, Wha now will keep you frae the fox, Or ...
203. Sylvander to Clarinda (Robert Burns Poems)
WHEN dear Clarinda, 1 matchless fair, First struck Sylvander's raptur'd view, He gaz'd, he listened to despair, Alas! 'twas all ...
Epistles to Several Persons: Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot (Alexander Pope Poems)
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
To Mr. Vaughan, Silurist on His Poems (Katherine Philips Poems)
Had I ador'd the multitude, and thence Got an antipathy to wit and sence, And hug'd that fate, in hope ...
For A Lady Who Must Write Verse (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Unto seventy years and seven, Hide your double birthright well- You, that are the brat of Heaven And the pampered ...
Tombstones in the Starlight (Dorothy Parker Poems)
I. The Minor Poet His little trills and chirpings were his best. No music like the nightingale's was born Within ...
Last Instructions to a Painter (Andrew Marvell Poems)
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...