Poor Devil! (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Well, I was tired of life; the silly folk, The tiresome noises, all the common things I loved once, crushed ...
Poems about serene (51 Poems)
Colors (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(For D. M. C.) The little man with the vague beard and guise Pulled at the wicket. "Come inside!" he ...
Euthanasia (Lord Byron Poem)
When Time, or soon or late, shall bring The dreamless sleep that lulls the dead, Oblivion! may thy languid wing ...
The Dream (Lord Byron Poem)
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
Benediction (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
When, by decree of the supreme power, The Poet appears in this annoyed world, His mother, blasphemous out of horror ...
Elevation (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
Above the ponds, beyond the valleys, The woods, the mountains, the clouds, the seas, Farther than the sun, the distant ...
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 ...
Another Way Of Love (Robert Browning Poem)
I. June was not over Though past the fall, And the best of her roses Had yet to blow, When ...
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' ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 12: Witches’ Sabbath (Conrad Aiken Poems)
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 07: Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...
Nocturne Of Remembered Spring (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
Thoreau’s Flute (Louisa May Alcott Poems)
We sighing said, "Our Pan is dead; His pipe hangs mute beside the river Around it wistful sunbeams quiver, But ...
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror (John Ashbery Poem)
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Mycerinus (Matthew Arnold Poem)
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
Obermann Once More (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
133. The Brigs of Ayr (Robert Burns Poems)
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
Sonnet 17 – My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes God set between his After and Before, And strike up and ...
The Look (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
The Saviour looked on Peter. Ay, no word, No gesture of reproach; the Heavens serene Though heavy with armed justice, ...
Sonnet 36 – When we met first and loved, I did not build (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
When we met first and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. Could it mean To last, ...