Dance of the Marionette (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He rose to speak of not one but the dance of two kings two men of different moment different weight ...
Poems about seeming (40 Poems)
Jessie (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
You were my first love Gone when I was thirteen On May Day, your day. Your smiling face and the ...
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 ...
A spring poem from bion (Eugene Field Poem)
One asketh: "Tell me, Myrson, tell me true: What's the season pleaseth you? Is it summer suits you best, When ...
The Amorous Courtesan (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
The King and the Shepherd (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Through ev'ry Age some Tyrant Passion reigns: Now Love prevails, and now Ambition gains Reason's lost Throne, and sov'reign Rule ...
The Bird and the Arras (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
By neer resemblance see that Bird betray'd Who takes the well wrought Arras for a shade There hopes to pearch ...
In the Home Stretch (Robert Frost Poem)
SHE stood against the kitchen sink, and looked Over the sink out through a dusty window At weeds the water ...
Christmas Trees (Robert Frost Poem)
(A Christmas Circular Letter) THE CITY had withdrawn into itself And left at last the country to the country; When ...
Samuel Palmer prepares to etch ” The Lonely Tower “. (Ian Emberson Poem)
I must return to that valley of vision, gather again to me flocks, crescent moon and star; God - let ...
Wishes, For Alix (James A. Emanuel Poem)
Always searching, may you find; if you run-down, may you wind; every year may you grow reaping only what you ...
Monadnoc (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
Dæmonic Love (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
Vergissmeinnicht (Keith Douglas Poem)
Three weeks gone and the combatants gone returning over the nightmare ground we found the place again, and found 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, ...
The Sun kept setting — setting — still (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Sun kept setting -- setting -- still No Hue of Afternoon -- Upon the Village I perceived From House ...
It was a quiet seeming Day — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
It was a quiet seeming Day -- There was no harm in earth or sky -- Till with the closing ...
PARADOX (Willa Cather Poem)
I KNEW them both upon Miranda's isle, Which is of youth a sea-bound seigniory: Misshapen Caliban, so seeming vile, And ...
The River of Life (Thomas Campbell Poem)
The more we live, more brief appear Our life's succeeding stages; A day to childhood seems a year, And years ...
To Asra (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Are there two things, of all which men possess, That are so like each other and so near, As mutual ...
The Instinct Of Hope (John Clare Poem)
Is there another world for this frail dust To warm with life and be itself again? Something about me daily ...
The Flood (John Clare Poem)
On Lolham Brigs in wild and lonely mood I've seen the winter floods their gambols play Through each old arch ...
Sonnet: At Ostend, July 22nd 1787 (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
How sweet the tuneful bells' responsive peal! As when, at opening morn, the fragrant breeze Breathes on the trembling sense ...
XI. Written at Ostend (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
HOW sweet the tuneful bells' responsive peal! As when, at opening morn, the fragrant breeze Breathes on the trembling sense ...
Self Communion (Anne Bronte Poem)
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
Preference (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
NOT in scorn do I reprove thee, Not in pride thy vows I waive, But, believe, I could not love ...
The Constellations (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
O constellations of the early night, That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, And made the darkness glorious! I have ...
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 ...
The Fiddling Wood (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Gods, what a black, fierce day! The clouds were iron, Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...