From “January” (John Clare Poems)
Supper removed, the mother sits,And tells her tales by starts and fits.Not willing to lose time or toil,She knits or ...
Poems about race-horse (5 Poems)
The Lion’s Ride (Hermann Ferdinand Freiligrath Poems)
King of deserts reigns the lion; will he through his realm go riding, Down to the lagoon he paces, in the ...
To Mr. William Bladwell (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Joy be to thee, of thy new place (say I) That seem'st to affect noble cavalrie, A glorie which Fraunce vaunts of, ...
My Comrade (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Out from my window westward I turn full oft my face; But the mountains rebuke the vision That would encompass ...
Paula (Carl Sandburg Poems)
NOTHING else in this song-only your face. Nothing else here-only your drinking, night-gray eyes. The pier runs into the lake ...