The wooing of the southland (Eugene Field Poem)
(ALASKAN BALLAD) The Northland reared his hoary head And spied the Southland leagues away-- "Fairest of all fair brides," he ...
Poems about sped (51 Poems)
To a Usurper (Eugene Field Poem)
Aha! a traitor in the camp, A rebel strangely bold,-- A lisping, laughing, toddling scamp, Not more than four years ...
The wind (Eugene Field Poem)
(THE TALE) Cometh the Wind from the garden, fragrant and full of sweet singing-- Under my tree where I sit ...
The Death of Robin Hood (Eugene Field Poem)
"Give me my bow," said Robin Hood, "An arrow give to me; And where 't is shot mark thou that ...
The delectable ballad of the waller lot (Eugene Field Poem)
Up yonder in Buena Park There is a famous spot, In legend and in history Yclept the Waller Lot. There ...
Mysterious doings (Eugene Field Poem)
As once I rambled in the woods I chanced to spy amid the brake A huntsman ride his way beside ...
Lyman, frederick, and jim (Eugene Field Poem)
(FOR THE FELLOWSHIP CLU Lyman and Frederick and Jim, one day, Set out in a great big ship-- Steamed to ...
Dutch lullaby (Eugene Field Poem)
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe,-- Sailed on a river of misty light Into ...
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 ...
Saadi (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
Ode to the Cambro-Britons and their Harp, His Ballad of Agi (Michael Drayton Poem)
Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance; Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Agincourt (Michael Drayton Poem)
FAIR stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
The Battle Of Agincourt (Michael Drayton Poem)
Fair stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Nepenthe (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Yes, it was like you to forget, And cancel in the welcome of your smile My deep arrears of debt, ...
If I Could But Forget (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
If I could but forget The fullness of those first sweet days, When you burst sun-like thro' the haze Of ...
She sped as Petals of a Rose (Emily Dickinson Poem)
She sped as Petals of a Rose Offended by the Wind -- A frail Aristocrat of Time Indemnity to find ...
I’ve got an arrow here. (Emily Dickinson Poems)
I've got an arrow here. Loving the hand that sent it I the dart revere. Fell, they will say, in ...
A Dying Tiger — moaned for Drink — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Dying Tiger -- moaned for Drink -- I hunted all the Sand -- I caught the Dripping of a ...
POPPIES ON LUDLOW CASTLE (Willa Cather Poem)
THROUGH halls of vanished pleasure, And hold of vanished power, And crypt of faith forgotten, A came to Ludlow tower. ...
The Old Arm-chair (Eliza Cook Poem)
I LOVE it, I love it ; and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old Arm-chair ? ...
8 Fragments For Kurt Cobain (Jim Carroll Poem)
1/ Genius is not a generous thing In return it charges more interest than any amount of royalties can cover ...
The Shakespeare Memorial (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Lord Lilac thought it rather rotten That Shakespeare should be quite forgotten, And therefore got on a Committee With several ...
Sorrow (Li Ching Chao Poem)
To the melody of "Sheng Sheng Man" I pine and peak And questless seek Groping and moping to linger and ...
The Reeve’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
A spirit sped (Stephen Crane Poem)
A spirit sped Through spaces of night; And as he sped, he called, "God! God!" He went through valleys Of ...
I saw a man pursuing the horizon (Stephen Crane Poem)
I saw a man pursuing the horizon; Round and round they sped. I was disturbed at this; I accosted the ...
Cupid Caught Napping (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Cupid on a summer day, Wearied by unceasing play, In a rose heart sleeping lay, While, to guard the tricksy ...
Despondency (Anne Bronte Poem)
I have gone backward in the work, The labour has not sped, Drowsy and dark my spirit lies, Heavy and ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...