Drunk (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
Too far away, oh love, I know, To save me from this haunted road, Whose lofty roses break and blow ...
Poems about sheaves (31 Poems)
Loon Point (Amy Lowell Poem)
Softly the water ripples Against the canoe's curving side, Softly the birch trees rustle Flinging over us branches wide. Softly ...
The Fruit Shop (Amy Lowell Poem)
Cross-ribboned shoes; a muslin gown, High-waisted, girdled with bright blue; A straw poke bonnet which hid the frown She pluckered ...
Lament For Ignacio Sanchez Mejias (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
The Poet’s Calendar (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
January Janus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and below I count, as god of avenues ...
Autumn Within (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
It is autumn; not without But within me is the cold. Youth and spring are all about; It is I ...
The Reaper and the Flowers (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a ...
AUTUMN (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Thou comest, Autumn, heralded by the rain, With banners, by great gales incessant fanned, Brighter than brightest silks of Samarcand, ...
Memory Of My Father (Patrick Kavanagh Poem)
Every old man I see Reminds me of my father When he had fallen in love with death One time ...
The Prairie (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
I see the grass shake in the sun for leagues on either hand, I see a river loop and run ...
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 ...
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 ...
A Calendar of Sonnets: September (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
O golden month! How high thy gold is heaped! The yellow birch-leaves shine like bright coins strung On wands; the ...
Boaz Asleep (Victor Hugo Poem)
Boaz, overcome with weariness, by torchlight made his pallet on the threshing floor where all day he had worked, and ...
Tell me not here, it needs not saying (A. E. Housman Poem)
Tell me not here, it needs not saying, What tune the enchantress plays In aftermaths of soft September Or under ...
A PARANAETICALL, OR ADVISIVE VERSETO HIS FRIEND, MR JOHN WICKS (Robert Herrick Poem)
Is this a life, to break thy sleep, To rise as soon as day doth peep? To tire thy patient ...
The Hock-cart, or Harvest Home (Robert Herrick Poem)
To the Right Honourable Mildmay, Earl of Westmoreland Come, sons of summer, by whose toil We are the lords of ...
All Hallows (Louise Gluck Poem)
Even now this landscape is assembling. The hills darken. The oxen Sleep in their blue yoke, The fields having been ...
When it was autumn in Eden (Ian Emberson Poem)
When it was autumn in Eden and chestnuts held golden leaves against dimming light , Eve touched her toes on ...
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 ...
Besides the Autumn poets sing (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Besides the Autumn poets sing A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of ...
November (John Clare Poem)
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
Memory (William Browne Poem)
SO shuts the marigold her leaves At the departure of the sun; So from the honeysuckle sheaves The bee goes ...
The Burning of the Leaves (Laurence Binyon Poem)
Now is the time for the burning of the leaves, They go to the fire; the nostrils prick with smoke ...
The Teacher’s Monologue (Charlotte Bronte Poems)
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
Heroic Poem in Praise of Wine (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
One Way Of Love (Robert Browning Poem)
All June I bound the rose in sheaves. Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves And strew them where ...
The Englishman In Italy (Robert Browning Poem)
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
The Scholar Gypsy (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
The French Revolution (excerpt) (William Blake Poems)
Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines From his mountains; an ...