The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
Poems about rude (51 Poems)
As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood (fragment) (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood, That crests its Head with clouds, beneath the flood Feeds its deep ...
To The Rev. George Coleridge (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
Dedication (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Inscribed to a Dear Child: In Memory of Golden Summer Hours And Whispers of a Summer Sea Girt with a ...
Rules and Regulations (Lewis Carroll Poem)
A short direction To avoid dejection, By variations In occupations, And prolongation Of relaxation, And combinations Of recreations, And disputation ...
The Three Voices (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
The Walrus And The Carpenter (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Tweedledee said to Alice, "You like poetry-" "Ye-es, pretty well-some poetry," Alice said doubtfully. "What shall I repeat to her," ...
The Mores (John Clare Poem)
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
Evening (John Clare Poem)
'Tis evening; the black snail has got on his track, And gone to its nest is the wren, And the ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
The Nightingale’s Nest (John Clare Poems)
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
November (John Clare Poem)
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
ABOUT LOVE FOR BARBARIANS (Luis Benitez Poem)
The opposite seeks the opposite and the drop of black grows within white until turning white into black and conversely ...
A poem on divine revelation (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
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 ...
A Question (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Whene'er I feed the barnyard folk My gentle soul is vexed; My sensibilities are torn And I am sore perplexed. ...
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 Wood (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
Prisoner, The – (A Fragment) (Emily Bronte Poem)
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I stray, Reckless of the lives wasting there away; "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder ...
Thanatopsis (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for ...
Inscription for the Entrance to a Wood (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs No school of long experience, that the world Is full of ...
In Honour of that High and Mighty Princess, Queen ELIZABETH (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Proem. 1.1 Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, 1.2 Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky ...
Rebecca (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
Who Slammed Doors For Fun And Perished Miserably A trick that everyone abhors In little girls is slamming doors. A ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
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 Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
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 ...