Echo And The Ferry (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Ay, Oliver! I was but seven, and he was eleven;He looked at me pouting and rosy. I blushed where I ...
Poems about swift-footed (17 Poems)
Winona – Death Of Winona (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
Down the broad _Ha-Ha Wak-pa_ the band took their way to the Games at _Keoza_While the swift-footed hunters by land ran the ...
Ogyges (Henry Kendall Poems)
Stand out, swift-footed leaders of the horns,And draw strong breath, and fill the hollowy cliffWith shocks of clamour, - let ...
Kincora (James Clarence Mangan Poems)
AH, where, Kincora! is Brian the Great? And where is the beauty that once was thine? Oh, where are the princes and ...
Achan (Henry Kendall Poems)
HATH he not followed a star through the darkness,Ye people who sit at the table of Jephthah?Oh! turn with the ...
Cree Fairies (John Douglas Sutherland Campbell Poems)
"Did earth ever seeOn thy prairie's lineTribes older than thine,Old Chief of the Cree?""Before us we knowOf none who lived ...
Xxvii. _no escape from love._ (Michelangelo Buonarroti Poems)
Non posso altra figura.I cannot by the utmost flight of thought Conceive another form of air or clay, Wherewith against thy beauty ...
Time (John William Inchbold Poems)
Ask Time, swift-footed, to return again, Would flowers he gathered shine with morning dew, And touch our hearts as once they used ...
Paraphrase And Translation Of A Song Of The Blacks Of (John Dunmore Lang Poems)
Hunter River.SWIFT-FOOTED warriors of our band,Haste ye and do not tarry;Gird ye like men from white man's landAnd hie to ...
The Bard Of Breffney (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
Withered with years and broken by Time's play I still do live, who only seek to lay My harp aside ...
Red Or White? (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
In a western city new-born from a withering fire, Fresh ...
Time’s Defeat (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Time has made conquest of so many thingsThat once were mine. Swift-footed, eager youthThat ran to meet the years; bold ...
The King’s Anxiety For His Morning Levee (Confucius Poems)
How goes the night? For heavy morning sleep Ill suits the king who men would loyal keep. The courtyard, ruddy ...
Sonnet XIX (William Shakespeare Poems)
Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws, And make the earth devour her own sweet brood; Pluck the keen teeth ...
Sonnet XIX: Devouring Time, Blunt Thou the Lion’s Paws (William Shakespeare Poems)
Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws, And make the earth devour her own sweet brood; Pluck the keen teeth ...
Sonnets XIX: Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion’s paws (William Shakespeare Poems)
Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws, And make the earth devour her own sweet brood; Pluck the keen teeth ...
Sonnet 19: Devouring Time blunt thou the lion’s paws (William Shakespeare Poems)
Devouring Time blunt thou the lion's paws, And make the earth devour her own sweet brood, Pluck the keen teeth ...