The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Poems about shears (31 Poems)
Sword Blades and Poppy Seed (Amy Lowell Poem)
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
Middleton’s Rouseabout (Henry Lawson Poems)
Tall and freckled and sandy, Face of a country lout; This was the picture of Andy, Middleton's Rouseabout. Type of ...
Australian Engineers (Henry Lawson Poem)
Ah, well! but the case seems hopeless, and the pen might write in vain; The people gabble of old things ...
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 ...
Robin Hood (John Keats Poem)
to a friend No! those days are gone away And their hours are old and gray, And their minutes buried ...
Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Jerome (Randall Jarrell Poem)
Each day brings its toad, each night its dragon. Der heilige Hieronymus--his lion is at the zoo-- Listens, listens. All ...
WINTER JOURNEY OVER THE HARTZ MOUNTAINS. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
[The following explanation is necessary, in order to make this ode in any way intelligible. The Poet is supposed to ...
The Sprigs of Lilacs (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The rose shears moving quickly I gathered the sprigs of lilacs from all over the yard Moving quickly to gather ...
The Rhemese (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO city I to Rheims would e'er prefer: Of France the pride and honour I aver; The Holy Ampoule and ...
Paper Men To Air Hopes And Fears (Robert Francis Poem)
The first speaker said Fear fire. Fear furnaces Incinerators, the city dump The faint scratch of a match. The second ...
Gardening (Jonathan Bohrn Poem)
Pruning the rosebush the ache of the summer heat on my shoulders, the feel of the living stalk between fingers, ...
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 ...
27. The Death and Dying Words of Poor Mailie (Robert Burns Poems)
AS Mailie, an' her lambs thegither, Was ae day nibbling on the tether, Upon her cloot she coost a hitch, ...
The Dark House (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
Where a faint light shines alone, Dwells a Demon I have known. Most of you had better say "The Dark ...
The Rape of the Lock: Canto 4 (Alexander Pope Poems)
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
The Passing of Gundagai (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
"I'll introduce a friend!" he said, "And if you've got a vacant pen You'd better take him in the shed ...
The Rape of the Lock: Canto 3 (Alexander Pope Poems)
Close by those meads, for ever crown'd with flow'rs, Where Thames with pride surveys his rising tow'rs, There stands a ...
The End (Sharon Olds Poems)
We decided to have the abortion, became killers together. The period that came changed nothing. They were dead, that young ...
The Birth (Paul Muldoon Poems)
Seven o'clock. The seventh day of the seventh month of the year. No sooner have I got myself up in ...
Henry C. Calhoun (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
I reached the highest place in Spoon River, But through what bitterness of spirit! The face of my father, sitting ...
On The New Forcers Of Conscience Under The Long Parliament (John Milton Poems)
Because you have thrown of your Prelate Lord, And with stiff Vowes renounc'd his Liturgie To seise the widdow'd whore ...
Arcades (John Milton Poems)
Part of an entertainment presented to the Countess Dowager of Darby at Harefield, by som Noble persons of her Family, ...
From ‘Arcades’ (John Milton Poems)
O'RE the smooth enameld green Where no print of step hath been, Follow me as I sing, And touch the ...
A Visit To The Asylum (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Once from a big, big building, When I was small, small, The queer folk in the windows Would smile at ...
The Ballad Of The Harp-Weaver (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
"Son," said my mother, When I was knee-high, "you've need of clothes to cover you, and not a rag have ...
To Age (Walter Savage Landor Poems)
Welcome, old friend! These many years Have we lived door by door; The fates have laid aside their shears Perhaps ...
Lycidas (John Milton Poems)
In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, ...
The Dandelion (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
O DANDELION, rich and haughty, King of village flowers! Each day is coronation time, You have no humble hours. I ...