The Miseries of Man (Anne Killigrew Poem)
IN that so temperate Soil Arcadia nam'd, For fertile Pasturage by Poets fam'd; Stands a steep Hill, whose lofty jetting ...
Poems about respite (29 Poems)
The Song of the Shirt (Thomas Hood Poem)
With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and ...
The Last Leap (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poem)
ALL is over! fleet career, Dash of greyhound slipping thongs, Flight of falcon, bound of deer, Mad hoof-thunder in our ...
In the Snowy Woods (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Boots crunching in the soft snow deep tracks even for young companions temperature above freezing Walking into the woods, days ...
Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
Why should we hurry — why indeed? (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Why should we hurry -- why indeed? When every way we fly We are molested equally By immortality. No respite ...
Too scanty ’twas to die for you, (Emily Dickinson Poems)
Too scanty 'twas to die for you, The merest Greek could that. The living, Sweet, is costlier -- I offer ...
The Bird her punctual music brings (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Bird her punctual music brings And lays it in its place -- Its place is in the Human Heart ...
I sometimes drop it, for a Quick — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I sometimes drop it, for a Quick -- The Thought to be alive -- Anonymous Delight to know -- And ...
Worthy Places (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
There were some worthy places where we could escape, avoid the heavy weight of living in a densely peopled space; ...
We, The Living (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We, the living, buried deep in selfish grief strive to comprehend the passing of your hour, minds are numbed, aghast ...
This Window is (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
This window is confidence, documenting proceedings, capturing moments, cleansing views challenging sentiment. This window is nourishment filling the eyes with ...
Futurelessness (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
Sorrow (Li Ching Chao Poem)
To the melody of "Sheng Sheng Man" I pine and peak And questless seek Groping and moping to linger and ...
The Castaway (William Cowper Poem)
Obscurest night involv'd the sky, Th' Atlantic billows roar'd, When such a destin'd wretch as I, Wash'd headlong from on ...
Song (Anne Bronte Poem)
We know where deepest lies the snow, And where the frost-winds keenest blow, O'er every mountain's brow, We long have ...
A Voice From The Dungeon (Anne Bronte Poem)
I'm buried now; I've done with life; I've done with hate, revenge and strife; I've done with joy, and hope ...
Caliban upon Setebos or, Natural Theology in the Island (Robert Browning Poem)
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
Inferno Canto03 (Dante Alighieri Poem)
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
Black Rook In Rainy Weather (Sylvia Plath Poems)
On the stiff twig up there Hunches a wet black rook Arranging and rearranging its feathers in the rain. I ...
He Giveth His Beloved Sleep (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
The long day passes with its load of sorrow: In slumber deep I lay me down to rest until tomorrow ...
The Raven (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten ...
Paradise Lost: Book 02 (John Milton Poems)
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
Paradise Lost: Book 11 (John Milton Poems)
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Paradise Lost: Book 05 (John Milton Poems)
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
Sivan (Sharon Esther Lampert Poems)
Dancing in his kitchen To Cuban beats on a drum Clothing falls to the floor, and He sweeps me into ...
Baseball and Writing (Marianne Moore Poems)
Fanaticism?No.Writing is exciting and baseball is like writing. You can never tell with either how it will go or what ...
Comus (John Milton Poems)
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
Liaison (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
A big bud of moon hangs out of the twilight, Star-spiders spinning their thread Hang high suspended, withouten respite Watching ...