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The Shadow (Amy Lowell Poem)

Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...

Patterns (Amy Lowell Poem)

I walk down the garden paths, And all the daffodils Are blowing, and the bright blue squills. I walk down ...

The Famine (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)

Oh the long and dreary Winter! Oh the cold and cruel Winter! Ever thicker, thicker, thicker Froze the ice on ...

Pagett, M.P. (Rudyard Kipling Poem)

The toad beneath the harrow knows Exactly where eath tooth-point goes. The butterfly upon the road Preaches contentment to that ...

His Last Sonnet (John Keats Poem)

Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art! - Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, ...

Last Sonnet (John Keats Poem)

BRIGHT Star, would I were steadfast as thou art-- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with ...

Endymion: Book II (John Keats Poem)

O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...

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 ...

Endymion: Book IV (John Keats Poem)

Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...

Bright Star, Would I Were Steadfast As Thou Art (John Keats Poem)

Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with ...

The Eve Of St. Agnes (John Keats Poem)

St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...

Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)

ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...

Alone (James Joyce Poem)

The noon's greygolden meshes make All night a veil, The shorelamps in the sleeping lake Laburnum tendrils trail. The sly ...

The great journalist in spain (Eugene Field Poem)

Good editor Dana--God bless him, we say-- Will soon be afloat on the main, Will be steaming away Through the ...

Jessie (Eugene Field Poem)

When I remark her golden hair Swoon on her glorious shoulders, I marvel not that sight so rare Doth ravish ...

Title divine — is mine! (Emily Dickinson Poem)

Title divine -- is mine! The Wife -- without the Sign! Acute Degree -- conferred on me -- Empress of ...

There is a pain — so utter — (Emily Dickinson Poem)

There is a pain -- so utter -- It swallows substance up -- Then covers the Abyss with Trance -- ...

Night’s sentinel (Ivan Donn Carswell Poems)

Even tonight will pass into memory's oblivion, doomed, despite an ardent reunion of once estranged yet precisely matched parts, to ...

Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)

PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...

The Priestess of Panormita (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)

Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...

Pan to Artemis (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)

Uncharmable charmer Of Bacchus and Mars In the sounding rebounding Abyss of the stars! O virgin in armour, Thine arrows ...

Au Bal (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)

A vision of flushed faces, shining limbs, The madness of the music that entrances All life ...

Adela (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)

Jupiter Mars P Moon VENEZIA, "May" 19"th", 1910. Jupiter's foursquare blaze of gold and blue Rides on the moon, a ...

The Priestess of Panormita (Aleister Crowley Poem)