All these my banners be. (Emily Dickinson Poem)
All these my banners be. I sow my pageantry In May -- It rises train by train -- Then sleeps ...
Poems about rises (51 Poems)
The feet of people walking home (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals go -- The Crocus -- til she rises The Vassal of ...
White Nassau (Bliss Carman Poem)
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
The Winter Scene (Bliss Carman Poem)
I The rutted roads are all like iron; skies Are keen and brilliant; only the oak-leaves cling In the bare ...
A Creature Catechism (Bliss Carman Poem)
I Soul, what art thou in the tribes of the sea? LORD, said a flying fish, Below the foundations of ...
Lepanto (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
In the Holy Nativity of our Lord (Richard Crashaw Poem)
CHORUS Come we shepherds whose blest sight Hath met love's noon in nature's night; Come lift we up our loftier ...
Prayer (Richard Crashaw Poem)
LO here a little volume, but great Book A nest of new-born sweets; Whose native fires disdaining To ly thus ...
Syrinx (Amy Clampitt Poem)
Like the foghorn that's all lung, the wind chime that's all percussion, like the wind itself, that's merely air in ...
Joy and Peace in Believing (William Cowper Poem)
Sometimes a light surprises The Christian while he sings; It is the Lord who rises With healing on His wings; ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Phantasmagoria CANTO VI ( Dyscomfyture ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
As one who strives a hill to climb, Who never climbed before: Who finds it, in a little time, Grow ...
The Voice of the Lobster (Lewis Carroll Poem)
''Tis the voice of the Lobster: I heard him declare 'You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my ...
shapeshifter poems (Lucille Clifton Poem)
1 the legend is whispered in the women's tent how the moon when she rises full follows some men into ...
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 ...
The house where I was born (05) (Yves Bonnefoy Poem)
In the same dream I am lying in the hollow of a boat, My forehead and eyes against the curved ...
Passer-By, These Are Words (Yves Bonnefoy Poem)
Passer-by, these are words. But instead of reading I want you to listen: to this frail Voice like that of ...
A Bay In Anglesey (John Betjeman Poem)
The sleepy sound of a tea-time tide Slaps at the rocks the sun has dried, Too lazy, almost, to sink ...
For The Twentieth Century (Frank Bidart Poem)
Bound, hungry to pluck again from the thousand technologies of ecstasy boundlessness, the world that at a drop of water ...
Alexander And Zenobia (Anne Bronte Poem)
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
Mementos (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
From A German War Primer (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
AMONGST THE HIGHLY PLACED It is considered low to talk about food. The fact is: they have Already eaten. The ...
The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
A Minor Poet (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
I am a shell. From me you shall not hear The splendid tramplings of insistent drums, The orbed gold of ...
Part 9 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
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 ...
The Last Ride Together (Robert Browning Poem)
I. I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so, Since now at length my fate I know, Since nothing all my love ...
Home Thoughts, From The Sea (Robert Browning Poem)
Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west died away; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay; Bluish ...
12. Song-The Lass of Cessnock Banks (Robert Burns Poem)
ON Cessnock banks a lassie dwells; Could I describe her shape and mein; Our lasses a' she far excels, An' ...