The Doubter’s Prayer (Anne Bronte Poems)
Eternal Power, of earth and air! Unseen, yet seen in all around, Remote, but dwelling everywhere, Though silent, heard in ...
Poems about raise (51 Poems)
A Hymn (Anne Bronte Poem)
Eternal power of earth and air, Unseen, yet seen in all around, Remote, but dwelling everywhere, Though silent, heard in ...
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 ...
The Missionary (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
Preference (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
NOT in scorn do I reprove thee, Not in pride thy vows I waive, But, believe, I could not love ...
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 ...
Hymn To Death (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front (Wendell Berry Poem)
Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your ...
The Four Ages of Man (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
Deliverance from a Fit of Fainting (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Worthy art Thou, O Lord, of praise, But ah! It's not in me. My sinking heart I pray Thee raise ...
Contemplations (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
Here Follows Some Verses upon the Burning of Our House (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund'ring noise ...
Verses upon the Burning of our House, July 18th (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In silent night when rest I took, For sorrow near I did not look, I waken'd was with thund'ring noise ...
Heroic Poem in Praise of Wine (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
Lord Lundy (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
Who was too Freely Moved to Tears, and thereby ruined his Political Career Lord Lundy from his earliest years Was ...
To M. S. G. (Lord Byron Poem)
Whene'er I view those lips of thine, Their hue invites my fervent kiss; Yet, I forego that bliss divine, Alas! ...
To Mary, On Receiving Her Picture (Lord Byron Poem)
This faint resemblance of thy charms, (Though strong as mortal art could give,) My constant heart of fear disarms, Revives ...
Thou Whose Spell Can Raise the Dead (Lord Byron Poem)
Thou whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's form appear. "Samuel, raise thy buried head! "King, behold the ...
Farewell To The Muse (Lord Byron Poem)
Thou Power! who hast ruled me through Infancy's days, Young offspring of Fancy, 'tis time we should part; Then rise ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Saul (Lord Byron Poem)
Thou whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's form appear. 'Samuel, raise thy buried head! King, behold the ...
The Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Dream Song 119: Fresh-shaven, past months & a picture in New York (John Berryman Poem)
Fresh-shaven, past months & a picture in New York of Beard Two, I did have Three took off. Well. . ...
SPLEEN (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
I'M like some king in whose corrupted veins Flows ag?d blood; who rules a land of rains; Who, young in ...
Abt Vogler (Robert Browning Poem)
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
Saul (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
290. Song-A Waukrife Minnie (Robert Burns Poem)
WHARE are you gaun, my bonie lass, Whare are you gaun, my hinnie? She answered me right saucilie, "An errand ...
524. Song-The lass that made the bed to me (Robert Burns Poem)
WHEN Januar' wind was blawing cauld, As to the north I took my way, The mirksome night did me enfauld, ...