Fruit of Earth (C J Dennis Poems)
The winds that blow about the world (Said Old George Jones)See here all hope to ruin hurled,See there triumphant flags ...
Poems about short-lived (21 Poems)
The Glory (Edward Thomas Poems)
The glory of the beauty of the morning, -The cuckoo crying over the untouched dew;The blackbird that has found it, ...
XLI: In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad (A E Housman Poems)
In my own shire, if I was sad, Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed ...
On A Forget-Me-Not (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
BROUGHT FROM SWITZERLAND. Flower of the mountain! by the wanderer's hand Robbed of thy beauty's short-lived sunny day; ...
The Shortness Of Life (Francis Quarles Poems)
And what's a life? A weary pilgrimage,Whose glory in one day doth fill the stageWith childhood, manhood, and decrepit age.And ...
To Coelia (Charles Cotton Poems)
WHEN, Coelia, must my old day set, And my young morning riseIn beams of joy so bright as yet Ne'er ...
On The Death Of Mrs. Bosanquet (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
FATE'S messenger the cup of joy o'erwhelms,Where beam'd benevolence and social love;Recalls a native of superior realms,Lent as a short-lived ...
The Cherry Blossom Wand (Anna Wickham Poems)
I Will pluck from my tree a cherry-blossom wand,And carry it in my merciless hand,So I will drive you, so ...
Michaelmas Term Begins (Anonymous British Poems)
Vacation's gone -- and pleas and strifeBegin to blossom into life; And Westminster is overflownWith wit peculiarly its own;Chief justices ...
On Time (Francis Quarles Poems)
Time's an hand's-breadth; 'tis a tale;'Tis a vessel under sail; 'Tis an eagle in its way,Darting down upon its prey;'Tis ...
In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad (A. E. Housman Poem)
In my own shire, if I was sad, Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed ...
The Princess Betrothed To The King Of Garba (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
Merlin II (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The rhyme of the poet Modulates the king's affairs, Balance-loving nature Made all things in pairs. To every foot its ...
Merlin (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
When We Were Young (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
As a child I played in the same frosty fields barefoot as my no lesser loved classmates, whom we challenged ...
POPPIES ON LUDLOW CASTLE (Willa Cather Poem)
THROUGH halls of vanished pleasure, And hold of vanished power, And crypt of faith forgotten, A came to Ludlow tower. ...
The Poplar Field (William Cowper Poem)
The poplars are felled, farewell to the shade And the whispering sound of the cool colonnade: The winds play no ...
Netley Abbey (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
Fallen pile! I ask not what has been thy fate; But when the winds, slow wafted from the main, Through ...
Mutation (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
They talk of short-lived pleasure--be it so-- Pain dies as quickly; stern, hard-featured pain Expires, and lets her weary prisoner ...
Upon Nothing (John Wilmot Poems)
Nothing, thou elder brother even to shade, That hadst a being ere the world was made, And (well fixed) art ...
The Glory (Edward Thomas Poems)
The glory of the beauty of the morning, - The cuckoo crying over the untouched dew; The blackbird that has ...