Hermann And Dorothea – VI. Klio (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
THE AGE.WHEN the pastor ask'd the foreign magistrate questions,What the people had suffer'd, how long from their homes they had ...
Poems about rywhere (12 Poems)
The Prodigal Son (James Weldon Johnson Poems)
Young man-Young man-Your arm's too short to box with God.But Jesus spake in a parable, and he said:A certain man ...
Of The Nature Of Things: Book II – Part 01 – Proem (Lucretius Poems)
'Tis sweet, when, down the mighty main, the windsRoll up its waste of waters, from the landTo watch another's labouring ...
Book II – Part 01 – Proem (Lucretius Poems)
'Tis sweet, when, down the mighty main, the windsRoll up its waste of waters, from the landTo watch another's labouring ...
Ev’rywhere (Joachim Ringelnatz Poems)
Ev'rywhere is wonderlandEv'rywhere is life,In Auntie's rubber garter-bandAs in the whole wide land.Ev'rywhere obscurity.The child becomes a father.Not much later, ...
The Hulk (C J Dennis Poems)
Now, 'ere's my tip Fer the Fusion ship, An' I tells it straight an' square. ...
The Seen And The Unseen (Abram Joseph Ryan Poems)
Nature is but the outward vestibuleWhich God has placed before an unseen shrine,The Visible is but a fair, bright valeThat ...
The Cowman Jubilates (Earl Alonzo Brininstool Poems)
The sodden slopes are turnin' greenWhere grassy shoots are peepin' out'The purtiest site you ever seen--It makes a cowman want ...
To Miss Florence Wilson M’Namee (David John Scott Poems)
Maiden, lovely, young and gay,In the bloom of life's young May!Sweet perfumes are in the air;Songs of gladness ev'rywhere!Flowers are ...
An Ode to Master Endymion Porter, Upon His Brother’s Death (Robert Herrick Poems)
Not all thy flushing suns are set, Herrick, as yet ; Nor doth this far-drawn hemisphere Frown and look sullen ...
The Shrubbery, Written in a Time of Affliction (William Cowper Poem)
Oh happy shades--to me unblest! Friendly to peace, but not to me! How ill the scene that offers rest, And ...
Epistles to Several Persons: Epistle IV, To Richard Boyle, (Alexander Pope Poems)
Est brevitate opus, ut currat sententia, neu se Impediat verbis lassas onerantibus aures: Et sermone opus est modo tristi, saepe ...