A Pastoral Dialogue (Melibæus, Alcippe, Asteria, Licida, Alcimedon, and Amira. ) (Anne Killigrew Poem)
Melibæus. WElcome fair Nymphs, most welcome to this shade, Distemp'ring Heats do now the Plains invade: But you may sit, ...
Poems about revive (30 Poems)
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 ...
Hymn To Adversity (Thomas Gray Poem)
Daughter of Jove, relentless Power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour The Bad affright, ...
Called from the Four Winds (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The breath of life, was called to the valley by the prophet, the man of God, to revive the dead, ...
Drenched (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Limp, heavy, droopy blooms, thin skinned irises translucent, in the rain a gauze blouse exposing the skin underneath bejeweled rhododendron ...
The King and the Shepherd (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Through ev'ry Age some Tyrant Passion reigns: Now Love prevails, and now Ambition gains Reason's lost Throne, and sov'reign Rule ...
On the Death of the Honourable Mr. James Thynne (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
A Tale of the Miser and the Poet (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends, Had Poems at ...
Bacchus (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of the grape, Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, ...
Four Quartets 4: Little Gidding (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Holy Sonnet XVI: Father, Part Of His Double Interest (John Donne Poem)
Father, part of his double interest Unto thy kingdom, thy Son gives to me, His jointure in the knotty Trinity ...
It came his turn to beg — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
It came his turn to beg -- The begging for the life Is different from another Alms 'Tis Penury in ...
Behind the Arras (Bliss Carman Poem)
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
Sardis (William Cowper Poem)
(Revelations, iii. 1-6) "Write to Sardis," saith the Lord, "And write what He declares, He whose Spirit, and whose word, ...
Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O’Kellyn? (Samuel Coleridge Poems)
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to ...
The Improvisatore (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
Kubla Khan (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Frances (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
Come, Walk With Me (Emily Bronte Poem)
Come, walk with me, There's only thee To bless my spirit now - We used to love on winter nights ...
Sympathy (Emily Bronte Poem)
There should be no despair for you While nightly stars are burning, While evening pours its silent dew And sunshine ...
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 ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
The Venal Muse (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
O muse of my heart, lover of palaces, Will you bring, when January lets loose its sleet And its black ...
My Dearest Frank, I Wish You Joy (Jane Austen Poem)
My dearest Frank, I wish you joy Of Mary's safety with a Boy, Whose birth has given little pain Compared ...
Wondrous Moment (Alexander Pushkin Poem)
The wondrous moment of our meeting... I well remember you appear Before me like a vision fleeting, A beauty's angel ...
The New Ezekiel (Emma Lazarus Poems)
What, can these dead bones live, whose sap is dried By twenty scorching centuries of wrong? Is this the House ...