The Twenty Hoss-Power Shay (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
You have heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay That was built in such a logical way It ran a hundred ...
Poems about steel (51 Poems)
The Charge of the Second Iowa Cavalry (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Comrades, many a year and day Have fled since that glorious 9th of May When we made the charge at ...
The Healers (Laurence Binyon Poem)
In a vision of the night I saw them, In the battles of the night. 'Mid the roar and the ...
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: ...
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 ...
On the Field of Kulicovo (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
The river stretched. It flows, idly grieves, And washes both banks. In steppe, above light clay of cliffs Rinks mourn ...
May 24, 1980 (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
I have braved, for want of wild beasts, steel cages, carved my term and nickname on bunks and rafters, lived ...
The Missionary (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Prisoner, The – (A Fragment) (Emily Bronte Poem)
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I stray, Reckless of the lives wasting there away; "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder ...
Alone (Ambrose Bierce Poem)
In contact, lo! the flint and steel, By sharp and flame, the thought reveal That he the metal, she the ...
The Lover in Hell (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Eternally the choking steam goes up From the black pools of seething oil. . . . How merry Those little ...
The Hemp (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
Five Ways To Kill A Man (Andre Breton Poem)
There are many cumbersome ways to kill a man. You can make him carry a plank of wood to the ...
Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Part 5 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Song of Saul Before His Last Battle (Lord Byron Poem)
Warriors and chiefs! should the shaft or the sword Pierce me in leading the host of the Lord, Heed not ...
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 ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
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 ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Love’s Last Adieu (Lord Byron Poems)
The roses of Love glad the garden of life, Though nurtur'd 'mid weeds dropping pestilent dew, Till Time crops the ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Dream Song 86: Op. posth. no. 9 (John Berryman Poem)
The conclusion is growing . . . I feel sure, my lord, this august court will entertain the plea Not ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came (Robert Browning Poem)
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...