Feronde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
Poems about shown (51 Poems)
Friar Philip’s Geese (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
King Candaules And The Doctor Of Laws (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
A Confidant Without Knowing It; Or The Stratagem (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO master sage, nor orator I know, Who can success, like gentle Cupid show; His ways and arguments are pleasing ...
To The Nightingale (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Exert thy Voice, sweet Harbinger of Spring! This Moment is thy Time to sing, This Moment I attend to Praise, ...
To The Painter Of An Ill-drawn Picture of Cleone (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Sooner I'd praise a Cloud which Light beguiles, Than thy rash Hand which robs this Face of Smiles; And does ...
The Executor (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Greedy Heir long waited to fulfill, As his Executor, a Kinsman's Will; And to himself his Age repeated o'er, ...
On the Death of the Honourable Mr. James Thynne (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
Cupid And Folly (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
CUPID, ere depriv'd of Sight, Young and apt for all Delight, Met with Folly on the way, As Idle and ...
A Pastoral Dialogue Between Two Shepherdesses (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Pretty Nymph! within this Shade, Whilst the Flocks to rest are laid, Whilst the World dissolves in Heat, Take ...
The Plough Of Time (Lawrence Ferlinghetti Poem)
Night closed my windows and The sky became a crystal house The crystal windows glowed The moon shown through them ...
Our Singing Strength (Robert Frost Poem)
It snowed in spring on earth so dry and warm The flakes could find no landing place to form. Hordes ...
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(A Christmas Circular Letter) THE CITY had withdrawn into itself And left at last the country to the country; When ...
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 ...
Heroic Stanzas (John Dryden Poem)
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
The Medal (John Dryden Poem)
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears 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, ...
Religio Laici (John Dryden Poem)
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
The Vain King (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
The Good-Morrow (John Donne Poem)
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? were we not weaned till then, But ...
The Life we have is very great. (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Life we have is very great. The Life that we shall see Surpasses it, we know, because It is ...
I found the words to every thought (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I found the words to every thought I ever had -- but One -- And that -- defies me -- ...
He parts Himself — like Leaves — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
He parts Himself -- like Leaves -- And then -- He closes up -- Then stands upon the Bonnet Of ...
This World is not Conclusion. (Emily Dickinson Poem)
This World is not Conclusion. A Species stands beyond -- Invisible, as Music -- But positive, as Sound -- It ...
It seldom snowed – Part II (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It seldom snowed in Camp they said, on the mountains, yes, and in the Styx, aka zone six. That's where ...
Colours in lamplight (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Colours in lamplight are previews, scarcely eschewed as wave-length turbulence tuned to closeness and friendship. Colours in firelight are skin-warmed ...
A Prayer in Darkness (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
This much, O heaven-if I should brood or rave, Pity me not; but let the world be fed, Yea, in ...
The Old Song (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
A livid sky on London And like the iron steeds that rear A shock of engines halted And I knew ...
Mementos (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...