A Memento Mori — Or Remember Death (Rees Prichard Poems)
HOW short the date of man! how soon he's gone!To-day, alive — to-morrow, in the tomb!Strong as a giant, now ...
Poems about scuds (21 Poems)
A Death in the Bush (Henry Kendall Poems)
The hut was built of bark and shrunken slabs,That wore the marks of many rains, and showedDry flaws wherein had ...
Cadyow Castle (Sir Walter Scott Poems)
Addressed to the Right Hon. Lady Anne Hamilton.When princely Hamilton's abodeEnnobled Cadyow's Gothic towers,The song went round, the goblet flow'd,,And ...
Death And Daphne (Jonathan Swift Poems)
Death went upon a solemn dayAt Pluto's hall his court to pay;The phantom having humbly kiss'dHis grisly monarch's sooty fist,Presented ...
The Fishermen (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
HURRAH! the seaward breezesSweep down the bay amain;Heave up, my lads, the anchor!Run up the sail again!Leave to the lubber ...
Tropical Experience. (John Dunmore Lang Poems)
Now for the hot dog-days within the tropics,Three sailors and a boy in the sick-bay!Spasms, and diarrhoea and hydropicsProclaim, both ...
Bos’n Hill (John Albee Poems)
THE WIND blows wild on Bos'n Hill, Far off is heard the ocean's rote;Low overhead the gulls scream shrill, And homeward scuds ...
Sonnet : In Gravest Toils (John Moultrie Poems)
In gravest toils, at war with phantasy,Nine years, nine mortal years, have swiftly past,Since my then youthful Muse unfolded lastHer ...
The Hunter’s Carol. (George Pope Morris Poems)
A merry life does the hunter lead! He wakes with the dawn of day;He whistles his dog--he mounts his steed, And scuds ...
Eagle Feather Fan (Navarre Scott Momaday Poems)
The eagle is my power,And my fan is an eagle.It is strong and beautifulIn my hand. And it is real.My ...
Theophila Or Loves Sacrifice. Canto XII (Edward Benlowes Poems)
THE SWEETNESSE OF RETIREMENT,OR The Happinesse of a Private Life.The Segregation.THE ARGUMENT. True Blisse! Thou know'st but Few, to Few ...
Hippodromani (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
Part IVisions in the SmokeRest, and be thankful! On the verge Of the tall cliff rugged and grey,But whose granite ...
The Borough. Letter XVIII: The Poor And Their (George Crabbe Poems)
DwellingsYES! we've our Borough-vices, and I knowHow far they spread, how rapidly they grow;Yet think not virtue quits the busy ...
Harvest Hymn (Charles Sangster Poems)
GOD of the Harvest, Thou, whose sun Has ripened all the golden grain,We bless Thee for Thy bounteous store,The cup ...
Beneath the Pines (Danske Dandridge Poems)
If there be solace for the unquiet mindIn fragrant beds beneath the healing Pines,Curtained by waving canopy of Vines,Where one ...
Endymion: Book II (John Keats Poem)
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
Endymion: Book III (John Keats Poem)
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Letter (Victor Hugo Poem)
You can see it already: chalks and ochers; Country crossed with a thousand furrow-lines; Ground-level rooftops hidden by the shrubbery; ...
Another (II) (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
As loving hind that (hartless) wants her deer, Scuds through the woods and fern with hark'ning ear, Perplext, in every ...
91. The Vision (Robert Burns Poems)
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
from Venus and Adonis (William Shakespeare Poems)
But, lo! from forth a copse that neighbours by, A breeding jennet, lusty, young, and proud, Adonis' trampling courser doth ...