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 ...
Poems about sighed (47 Poems)
The Nightingale (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
The Falcon (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
I RECOLLECT, that lately much I blamed, The sort of lover, avaricious named; And if in opposites we reason see, ...
The Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
The Amorous Courtesan (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
Nicaise (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
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 ...
A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books (Robert Frost Poems)
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
Two Look at Two (Robert Frost Poem)
Love and forgetting might have carried them A little further up the mountain side With night so near, but not ...
Wind and Window Flower (Robert Frost Poem)
LOVERS, forget your love, And list to the love of these, She a window flower, And he a winter breeze. ...
The Changeling (Russell Edson Poem)
A man had a son who was an anvil. And then sometimes he was an automobile tire. I do wish ...
Elephant Dormitory (Russell Edson Poem)
An elephant went to bed and pulled a crazy quilt up under its tusks. But just as the great gray ...
The Pattern (Russell Edson Poem)
A women had given birth to an old man. He cried to have again been caught in the pattern. Oh ...
Hamatreya (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Bulkeley, Hunt, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint, Possessed the land which rendered to their toil Hay, corn, roots, hemp, flax, apples, ...
Our Lady Peace (Mark van Doren Poem)
How far is it to peace, the piper sighed, The solitary, sweating as he paused. Asphalt the noon; the ravens, ...
Alexander’s Feast; Or, The Power Of Music (John Dryden Poems)
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate ...
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 ...
Song From An Evening’s Love (John Dryden Poems)
After the pangs of a desperate lover, When day and night I have sighed all in vain, Ah, what a ...
The Foolish Fir-Tree (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
A tale that the poet Rückert told To German children, in days of old; Disguised in a random, rollicking rhyme ...
A Legend of Service (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
It pleased the Lord of Angels (praise His name!) To hear, one day, report from those who came With pitying ...
Her gentle hands (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
She came at night, her gentle hands defused the ticking bomb that was his brain, she soothed the pain and ...
Does the name toll a bell? (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Let them declare Jihad then, let them despair that I will speak the truth as I see it, and where ...
Consciousness Of Our Return (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Night's grating of steel on stone and splash of water crashing from the buckets brings back that moment in a ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Troilus And Criseyde: Book 01 (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
Madrigal (Lewis Carroll Poem)
(To Miss May Forshall.) HE shouts amain, he shouts again, (Her brother, fierce, as bluff King Hal), "I tell you ...
The Three Voices (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
Melancholetta (Lewis Carroll Poem)
With saddest music all day long She soothed her secret sorrow: At night she sighed "I fear 'twas wrong Such ...
The Mores (John Clare Poem)
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
LAST SUPPER (Graham Burchell Poem)
Botticelli grinned with egg tempera congealed at the hinge of his lips Velasquez licked shine from an aubergine blackened in ...