Pan liveth (Eugene Field Poem)
They told me once that Pan was dead, And so, in sooth, I thought him; For vainly where the streamlets ...
Poems about scan (35 Poems)
Ode (Philip Freneau Poem)
GOD save the Rights of Man! Give us a heart to scan Blessings so dear: Let them be spread around ...
Feronde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
Threnody (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
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 ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
To flee from memory (Emily Dickinson Poem)
To flee from memory Had we the Wings Many would fly Inured to slower things Birds with surprise Would scan ...
The face I carry with me — last (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The face I carry with me -- last -- When I go out of Time -- To take my Rank ...
If the foolish, call them “flowers” (Emily Dickinson Poem)
If the foolish, call them "flowers" -- Need the wiser, tell? If the Savants "Classify" them It is just as ...
I meant to have but modest needs (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I meant to have but modest needs -- Such as Content -- and Heaven -- Within my income -- these ...
‘Tis so appalling — it exhilarates (Emily Dickinson Poems)
'Tis so appalling -- it exhilarates -- So over Horror, it half Captivates -- The Soul stares after it, secure ...
A happy lip — breaks sudden (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A happy lip -- breaks sudden -- It doesn't state you how It contemplated -- smiling -- Just consummated -- ...
In these quiet moments (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
In these quiet moments before the night softens the mountains of the South and deflates the clouds that float beneath ...
The Song of the Oak (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
The Druids waved their golden knives And danced around the Oak When they had sacrificed a man; But though the ...
The New Omar (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
A Book of verses underneath the bough, Provided that the verses do not scan, A loaf of bread, a jug ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Light Shining out of Darkness (William Cowper Poem)
God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon ...
God Moves In A Mysterious Way (William Cowper Poem)
God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon ...
The Twins (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
The Twins (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
Clemente’s Images (Robert Creeley Poems)
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
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 ...
Winged Man (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
The moon, a sweeping scimitar, dipped in the stormy straits, The dawn, a crimson cataract, burst through the eastern gates, ...
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 Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
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 ...
183. Verses Written with a Pencil at the Inn at Kenmore (Robert Burns Poem)
ADMIRING Nature in her wildest grace, These northern scenes with weary feet I trace; O'er many a winding dale and ...
At His Grave (Alfred Austin Poem)
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 10: Sudden Death (Conrad Aiken Poem)
'Number four-the girl who died on the table- The girl with golden hair-' The purpling body lies on the polished ...