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 ...
Poems about scene (51 Poems)
After a Tempest (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The day had been a day of wind and storm;-- The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,-- And stooping ...
Medusa (Louise Bogan Poem)
I had come to the house, in a cave of trees, Facing a sheer sky. Everything moved, -- a bell ...
Part 6 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
On A Distant View Of Harrow (Lord Byron Poem)
Ye scenes of my childhood, whose lov'd recollection Embitters the present, compar'd with the past; Where science first dawn'd on ...
Stanzas To A Lady, On Leaving England (Lord Byron Poem)
'Tis done---and shivering in the gale The bark unfurls her snowy sail; And whistling o'er the bending mast, Loud sings ...
I Would I Were a Careless Child (Lord Byron Poem)
I would I were a careless child, Still dwelling in my highland cave, Or roaming through the dusky wild, Or ...
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 ...
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 ...
To Time (Lord Byron Poem)
Time! on whose arbitrary wing The varying hours must flag or fly, Whose tardy winter, fleeting spring, But drag or ...
To A Lady (Lord Byron Poem)
O! had my Fate been join'd with thine, As once this pledge appear'd a token, These follies had not, then, ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Lines Written Beneath An Elm In The Churchyard Of Harrow (Lord Byron Poem)
Spot of my youth! whose hoary branches sigh, Swept by the breeze that fans thy cloudless sky; Where now alone ...
The Tear (Lord Byron Poem)
When Friendship or Love Our sympathies move; When Truth, in a glance, should appear, The lips may beguile, With a ...
Stanzas For Music: There’s Not A Joy The World Can Give (Lord Byron Poems)
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away When the glow of early thought declines ...
Solitude (Lord Byron Poem)
To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that ...
Dream Song 91: Op. posth. no. 14 (John Berryman Poem)
Noises from underground made gibber some others collected & dug henry up saying 'You are a sight.' Chilly, he muttered ...
Dream Song 50: In a motion of night they massed nearer my post (John Berryman Poem)
In a motion of night they massed nearer my post. I hummed a short blues. When the stars went out ...
Dream Song 72: The Elder Presences (John Berryman Poem)
Shh! on a twine hung from disastered trees Henry is swinging his daughter. They seem drunk. Over across them look ...
Dream Song 106: 28 July (John Berryman Poem)
28 July Calmly, while sat up friendlies & made noise delight fuller than he can ready sing or studiously say, ...
Dream Song 26: The glories of the world struck me (John Berryman Poem)
The glories of the world struck me, made me aria, once. â?"What happen then, Mr Bones? if be you cares ...
Winter Landscape (John Berryman Poem)
The three men coming down the winter hill In brown, with tall poles and a pack of hounds At heel, ...
THE SEVEN OLD MEN (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
O SWARMING city, city full of dreams, Where in a full day the spectre walks and speaks; Mighty colossus, in ...
Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came (Robert Browning Poem)
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
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' ...
56. Epistle to Davie, A Brother Poet (Robert Burns Poem)
WHILE winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, An' bar the doors wi' driving snaw, An' hing us owre the ingle, I ...
83. The Cotter’s Saturday Night (Robert Burns Poems)
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
The Monument (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...