Joy and Peace in Believing (William Cowper Poem)
Sometimes a light surprises The Christian while he sings; It is the Lord who rises With healing on His wings; ...
Poems about season (51 Poems)
Boo to Buddha (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
Boo to Buddha (Aleister Crowley Poem)
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
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 ...
To A Primrose (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
The first seen in the season Nitens et roboris expers Turget et insolida est: et spe delectat. - Ovid, Metam. ...
Fit the Second ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Bellman's Speech The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies-- Such a carriage, such ease and such grace! ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Song’s Eternity (John Clare Poems)
What is song's eternity? Come and see. Can it noise and bustle be? Come and see. Praises sung or praises ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
shapeshifter poems (Lucille Clifton Poem)
1 the legend is whispered in the women's tent how the moon when she rises full follows some men into ...
Shoveling Snow With Buddha (Billy Collins Poem)
In the usual iconography of the temple or the local Wok you would never see him doing such a thing, ...
Ohio (Jonathan Bohrn Poem)
I have questioned the loyalty of rivers in winter, their yearnings for oceans obstructed, indecisive meandering clogged by ice floes ...
Variations on an Elizabethan Theme (Edgar Bowers Poem)
Long days, short nights, this Southern summer Fixes the mind within its timeless place. Athwart pale limbs the brazen hummer ...
To a Friend (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
Go, then, and join the murmuring city's throng! Me thou dost leave to solitude and tears; To busy phantasies, and ...
Woak Hill (Ingeborg Bachmann Poem)
When sycamore leaves wer a-spreaden Green-ruddy in hedges, Bezide the red doust o' the ridges, A-dried at Woak Hill; I ...
Woak Hill (William Barnes Poem)
When sycamore leaves wer a-spreaden Green-ruddy in hedges, Bezide the red doust o' the ridges, A-dried at Woak Hill; I ...
June (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
I gazed upon the glorious sky And the green mountains round, And thought that when I came to lie At ...
The Silence (Wendell Berry Poem)
Though the air is full of singing my head is loud with the labor of words. Though the season is ...
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 ...
A Letter to Her Husband (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Absent upon Public Employment My head, my heart, mine eyes, my life, nay more, My joy, my magazine, of earthly ...
Quarantine (Eavan Boland Poem)
In the worst hour of the worst season of the worst year of a whole people a man set out ...
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 ...
Love’s Last Adieu (Lord Byron Poems)
The roses of Love glad the garden of life, Though nurtur'd 'mid weeds dropping pestilent dew, Till Time crops the ...
Churchill’s Grave (Lord Byron Poems)
I stood beside the grave of him who blazed The comet of a season, and I saw The humblest of ...
Dream Song 117: Disturbed, when Henry’s love returned with a hubby (John Berryman Poems)
Disturbed, when Henry's love returned with a hubby,â?" I see that, Henry, I don't put that down,â?" he thought he ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Old Pictures In Florence (Robert Browning Poem)
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
The Boy And the Angel (Robert Browning Poem)
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...