Storm-Racked (Amy Lowell Poem)
How should I sing when buffeting salt waves And stung with bitter surges, in whose might I toss, a cockleshell? ...
Poems about surges (28 Poems)
The Wreck Of The `Derry Castle’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
Day of ending for beginnings! Ocean hath another innings, Ocean hath another score; And the surges sing his winnings, And ...
Seaweed (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
When descends on the Atlantic The gigantic Storm-wind of the equinox, Landword in his wrath he scourges The toiling surges, ...
The Sea And the Hills (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
1902 Who hath desired the Sea? -- the sight of salt wind-hounded -- The heave and the halt and the ...
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 ...
Nightpiece (James Joyce Poem)
Gaunt in gloom, The pale stars their torches, Enshrouded, wave. Ghostfires from heaven's far verges faint illume, Arches on soaring ...
A Sunset (Victor Hugo Poem)
I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens, Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden fulgence leavens, ...
The Swimmer (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poem)
With short, sharp violent lights made vivid, To the southward far as the sight can roam, Only the swirl of ...
Jonah (Robert Graves Poem)
A purple whale Proudly sweeps his tail Towards Nineveh; Glassy green Surges between A mile of roaring sea. "O town ...
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 ...
Sweeney Erect (T. S. Eliot Poem)
And the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks Groan with continual surges; and behind ...
Cascade (Robert Desnos Poem)
What sort of arrow split the sky and this rock? It's quivering, spreading like a peacock's fan Like the mist ...
Desires that you can only tame to know (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
"Zipless sex" one cynic called this festival of fornication, this celebration of new-found sexual strength and urbane honesty, of sex ...
To William Wordsworth (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
The Aeolian Harp (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside ...
The Eolian Harp (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
(Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire) My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is ...
Ibant Obscur? (Thomas Edward Brown Poem)
To-night I saw three maidens on the beach, Dark-robed descending to the sea, So slow, so silent of all speech, ...
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 ...
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 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 ...
THE EYES OF BEAUTY (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
YOU are a sky of autumn, pale and rose; But all the sea of sadness in my blood Surges, and ...
186. Lines on the Fall of Fyers (Robert Burns Poem)
AMONG the heathy hills and ragged woods The roaring Fyers pours his mossy floods; Till full he dashes on the ...
Into the Dusk-Charged Air (John Ashbery Poem)
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
An Essay On Criticism (Alexander Pope Poems)
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
Sound And Sense (Alexander Pope Poems)
True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance. 'Tis not ...
The Dead Master (John McCrae Poems)
Amid earth's vagrant noises, he caught the note sublime: To-day around him surges from the silences of Time A flood ...
To Zo? (Walter Savage Landor Poems)
Against the groaning mast I stand, The Atlantic surges swell, To bear me from my native land And Zo?'s wild ...
Last Words (Philip Levine Poems)
If the shoe fell from the other foot who would hear? If the door opened onto a pure darkness and ...