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 ...
Poems about snow-white (31 Poems)
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 ...
Divina Commedia (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Oft have I seen at some cathedral door . A laborer, pausing in the dust and heat, . Lay down ...
The Peace-Pipe (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
On the Mountains of the Prairie, On the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry, Gitche Manito, the mighty, He the Master of ...
The Son Of The Evening Star (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Can it be the sun descending O'er the level plain of water? Or the Red Swan floating, flying, Wounded by ...
The Building of the Ship (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
THE BELFRY OF BRUGES (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
In the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown; Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o'er ...
A Truthful Song (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
THE BRICKLAYER: I tell this tale, which is strictly true, Just by way of convincing you How very little, since ...
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 ...
A Lake And A Fairy Boat (Thomas Hood Poem)
A lake and a fairy boat To sail in the moonlight clear, - And merrily we would float From the ...
THE YOUTH AND THE MILLSTREAM. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
[This sweet Ballad, and the one entitled The Maid of the Mill's Repentance, were written on the occasion of a ...
THE DANCE OF DEATH. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
THE warder looks down at the mid hour of night, On the tombs that lie scatter'd below: The moon fills ...
Lincoln (John Gould Fletcher Poem)
I Like a gaunt, scraggly pine Which lifts its head above the mournful sandhills; And patiently, through dull years of ...
Orkney Lullaby (Eugene Field Poem)
A moonbeam floateth from the skies, Whispering, "Heigho, my dearie! I would spin a web before your eyes,-- A beautiful ...
Snow (Robert Frost Poem)
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
Stars (Robert Frost Poem)
How countlessly they congregate O'er our tumultuous snow, Which flows in shapes as tall as trees When wintry winds do ...
Birches (Robert Frost Poem)
When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think ...
Jazzanatomy (James A. Emanuel Poem)
EVERYTHING is jazz: snails, jails, rails, tails, males, females, snow-white cotton bales. Knee-bone, thigh, hip-bone. Jazz slips you percussion bone ...
Each And All (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows ...
The Black Birds (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Once, only once, I saw it clear, -- That Eden every human heart has dreamed A hundred times, but ...
Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
The Spring (Thomas Carew Poem)
Now that the winter's gone, the earth hath lost Her snow-white robes, and now no more the frost Candies the ...
Tz’u No. 12 (Li Ching Chao Poems)
To the tune of "Happy Event Is Nigh" The wind ceases; fallen flowers pile high. Outside my screen, petals collect ...
The Winter’s Spring (John Clare Poems)
The winter comes; I walk alone, I want no bird to sing; To those who keep their hearts their own ...
A poem on divine revelation (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
The Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 02: The Screen Maiden (Conrad Aiken Poem)
You read-what is it, then that you are reading? What music moves so silently in your mind? Your bright hand ...
Senlin: His Futile Preoccupations (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Senlin: His Dark Origins (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
O Glorious France (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
You have become a forge of snow-white fire, A crucible of molten steel, O France! Your sons are stars who ...