Suppose (Eugene Field Poem)
Suppose, my dear, that you were I And by your side your sweetheart sate; Suppose you noticed by and by ...
Poems about sate (37 Poems)
At Cheyenne (Eugene Field Poem)
Young Lochinvar came in from the West, With fringe on his trousers and fur on his vest; The width of ...
A proper trewe idyll of camelot (Eugene Field Poem)
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
The Rubaiyat Of Omar Khayyam Of Naishapur (Edward Fitzgerald Poem)
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
The Changeling (Russell Edson Poem)
A man had a son who was an anvil. And then sometimes he was an automobile tire. I do wish ...
Growltiger’s Last Stand (T. S. Eliot Poems)
GROWLTIGER was a Bravo Cat, who lived upon a barge; In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed ...
A Cooking Egg (T. S. Eliot Poem)
En l'an trentiesme do mon aage Que toutes mes hontes j'ay beues... PIPIT sate upright in her chair Some distance ...
Alexander’s Feast; Or, The Power Of Music (John Dryden Poems)
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate ...
The Medal (John Dryden Poem)
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Contentment (William Cowper Poem)
(Phillipians, iv.11) Fierce passions discompose the mind, As tempests vex the sea, But calm, content and peace we find, When, ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
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 ...
The Garden Of Boccaccio (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Of late, in one of those most weary hours, When life seems emptied of all genial powers, A dready ...
Love’s Apparition and Evanishment: An Allegoric Romance (Samuel Coleridge Poems)
Like a lone Arab, old and blind, Some caravan had left behind, Who sits beside a ruin'd well, Where the ...
To William Wordsworth (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
Fame’s Penny-Trumpet (Lewis Carroll Poems)
Blow, blow your trumpets till they crack, Ye little men of little souls! And bid them huddle at your back ...
New England Magazine (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Upon Bottle Miche the autre day While yet the nuit was early, Je met a homme whose barbe was grey, ...
Menelaus and Helen (Rupert Brooke Poem)
I Hot through Troy's ruin Menelaus broke To Priam's palace, sword in hand, to sate On that adulterous whore a ...
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 ...
Verses upon the Burning of our House, July 18th (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In silent night when rest I took, For sorrow near I did not look, I waken'd was with thund'ring noise ...
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 ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
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 ...
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 ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Darkness (Lord Byron Poem)
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
The Dream (Lord Byron Poem)
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
The Italian In England (Robert Browning Poem)
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
The Pied Piper Of Hamelin (Robert Browning Poem)
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
Chiarascuro: Rose (Conrad Aiken Poem)
He Fill your bowl with roses: the bowl, too, have of crystal. Sit at the western window. Take the sun ...