Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Poems about sparkling (51 Poems)
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 ...
To Romance (Lord Byron Poem)
Parent of golden dreams, Romance! Auspicious Queen of childish joys, Who lead'st along, in airy dance, Thy votive train of ...
Lines Inscribed Upon A Cup Formed From A Skull (Lord Byron Poem)
Start not-nor deem my spirit fled: In me behold the only skull From which, unlike a living head, Whatever flows ...
The Glove (Robert Browning Poem)
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
Waring (Robert Browning Poem)
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
The Pied Piper Of Hamelin (Robert Browning Poem)
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
384. Song-Highland Mary (Robert Burns Poem)
YE banks, and braes, and streams around The castle o' Montgomery! Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your ...
12. Song-The Lass of Cessnock Banks (Robert Burns Poem)
ON Cessnock banks a lassie dwells; Could I describe her shape and mein; Our lasses a' she far excels, An' ...
83. The Cotter’s Saturday Night (Robert Burns Poems)
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
For Jane: With All The Love I Had, Which Was Not Enough (Charles Bukowski Poem)
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh, ...
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 ...
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 ...
Syringa (John Ashbery Poem)
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...
The Voice (Matthew Arnold Poem)
As the kindling glances, Queen-like and clear, Which the bright moon lances From her tranquil sphere At the sleepless waters ...
The Scholar Gypsy (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
359. Song-O May, thy Morn (Robert Burns Poems)
O MAY, thy morn was ne'er so sweet As the mirk night o' December! For sparkling was the rosy wine, ...
281. Sonnet to R. Graham, Esq., on Receiving a Favour (Robert Burns Poems)
I CALL no Goddess to inspire my strains, A fabled Muse may suit a bard that feigns: Friend of my ...
230. The Fête Champêtre (Robert Burns Poems)
O WHA will to Saint Stephen's House, To do our errands there, man? O wha will to Saint Stephen's House ...
157. Prologue, spoken by Mr. Woods at Edinburgh (Robert Burns Poems)
WHEN, by a generous Public's kind acclaim, That dearest meed is granted-honest fame; Waen here your favour is the actor's ...
Highland Mary (Robert Burns Poems)
Ye banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your ...