The Four Winds (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!" Cried the warriors, cried the old men, When he came in triumph homeward With the sacred ...
Poems about softest (31 Poems)
The Going (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Why did you give no hint that night That quickly after the morrow's dawn, And calmly, as if indifferent quite, ...
FORTUNE OF WAR. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
NOUGHT more accursed in war I know Than getting off scot-free; Inured to danger, on we go In constant victory; ...
The Picture (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
The Cradle (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NEAR Rome, of yore, close to the Florence road, Was seen a humble innkeeper's abode; Small sums were charged; few ...
St. Julian’s Prayer (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
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 ...
On The Hurricane (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
From The First Act Of The Aminta Of Tasso (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Daphne's Answer to Sylvia, declaring she should esteem all as Enemies, who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to ...
An Invitation to Dafnis (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
When such a day, blesst the Arcadian plaine, Warm without Sun, and shady without rain, Fann'd by an air, that ...
Alcidor (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
While Monarchs in stern Battle strove For proud Imperial Sway; Abandon'd to his milder Love, Within a silent peaceful Grove, ...
The Retired Cat (William Cowper Poem)
A poet's cat, sedate and grave As poet well could wish to have, Was much addicted to inquire For nooks ...
XIII. O Time! Who Know’st a Lenient Hand to Lay… (William Lisle Bowles Poems)
O TIME! who know'st a lenient hand to lay Softest on sorrow's wound, and slowly thence, (Lulling to sad repose ...
Time and Grief (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
O TIME! who know'st a lenient hand to lay Softest on sorrow's wound, and slowly thence (Lulling to sad repose ...
Sonnet: July 18th 1787 (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
O Time! who know'st a lenient hand to lay Softest on sorrow's wound, and slowly thence (Lulling to sad repose ...
Self Communion (Anne Bronte Poem)
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
‘Yes, holy be thy resting place’ (Emily Bronte Poems)
Yes, holy be thy resting place Wherever thou may'st lie; The sweetest winds breathe on thy face, The softest of ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Sleep! Sleep! Beauty Bright (William Blake Poems)
Sleep! sleep! beauty bright, Dreaming o'er the joys of night; Sleep! sleep! in thy sleep Little sorrows sit and weep. ...
The Lamb (William Blake Poems)
Little Lamb, who made thee Does thou know who made thee Gave thee life & bid thee feed. By the ...
The Lovers of the Poor (Gwendolyn Brooks Poems)
arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment League Arrive in the afternoon, the late light slanting In diluted gold bars ...
The Rape of the Lock (Alexander Pope Poems)
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
The Merchant, To Secure His Treasure (Matthew Prior Poems)
The merchant, to secure his treasure, Conveys it in a borrowed name: Euphelia serves to grace my measure, But Cloe ...
Song (Matthew Prior Poems)
How old may Phyllis be, you ask, Whose beauty thus all hearts engages? To answer is no easy task; For ...
Modern Love XLV: It Is the Season (George Meredith Poems)
It is the season of the sweet wild rose, My Lady's emblem in the heart of me! So golden-crownèd shines ...
Last Instructions to a Painter (Andrew Marvell Poems)
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
Upon The Hill And Grove At Bill-borow (Andrew Marvell Poems)
To the Lord Fairfax. See how the arched Earth does here Rise in a perfect Hemisphere! The stiffest Compass could ...
A Dialogue Between Thyrsis And Dorinda (Andrew Marvell Poems)
Dorinda When Death, shall snatch us from these Kids, And shut up our divided Lids, Tell me Thyrsis, prethee do, ...
Paradise Lost: Book 09 (John Milton Poems)
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...