A Hot Breakfast (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They, whoever they are, say you should eat a good hot breakfast I don't think they had this in mind ...
Poems about swore (43 Poems)
Yvytot (Eugene Field Poem)
Where wail the waters in their flaw A spectre wanders to and fro, And evermore that ghostly shore Bemoans the ...
The two little skeezucks (Eugene Field Poem)
There were two little skeezucks who lived in the isle Of Boo in a southern sea; They clambered and rollicked ...
Madge: Ye Hoyden (Eugene Field Poem)
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee-- "Now marke this rede," they bade her ...
The Princess Betrothed To The King Of Garba (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
The Nightingale (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
The Monks Of Catalonia (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
The Ear-Maker And The Mould-Mender (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN William went from home (a trader styled): Six months his better half he left with child, A simple, comely, ...
The Dress-Maker (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
A CLOISTERED nun had a lover Dwelling in the neighb'ring town; Both racked their brains to discover How they best ...
The Cobbler (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WE'RE told, that once a cobbler, BLASE by name; A wife had got, whose charms so high in fame; But ...
The Contract (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE husband's dire mishap, and silly maid, In ev'ry age, have proved the fable's aid; The fertile subject never will ...
The Owl Describing her Young Ones (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Why was that baleful Creature made, Which seeks our Quiet to invade, And screams ill Omens through the Shade? 'Twas, ...
The Rubaiyat Of Omar Khayyam Of Naishapur (Edward Fitzgerald Poem)
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
Marksman Sam (Marriott Edgar Poem)
When Sam Small joined the regiment, 'E were no' but a raw recruit, And they marched 'im away one wint'ry ...
Henry the Seventh (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Henry the Seventh of England Wasn't out of the Royal top drawer, The only connection of which he could boast, ...
The Likeness (William Henry Davies Poem)
When I came forth this morn I saw Quite twenty cloudlets in the air; And then I saw a flock ...
The Heap of Rags (William Henry Davies Poem)
One night when I went down Thames' side, in London Town, A heap of rags saw I, And sat me ...
The Child and the Mariner (William Henry Davies Poem)
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
Mac Flecknoe (John Dryden Poem)
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
The Haunted Oak (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
Pray why are you so bare, so bare, Oh, bough of the old oak-tree; And why, when I go through ...
Elegy XVI: On His Mistress (John Donne Poem)
By our first strange and fatal interview, By all desires which thereof did ensue, By our long starving hopes, by ...
The Indifferent (John Donne Poem)
I can love both fair and brown, Her whom abundance melts, and her whom want betrays, Her who loves loneness ...
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 General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
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, ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Golden Silence (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
I told her I loved her and begged but a word, One dear little word, that would be For me ...
He Said To (Marvin Bell Poem)
crawl toward the machine guns except to freeze for explosions and flares. It was still ninety degrees at night in ...
Plead For Me (Emily Bronte Poem)
Oh, thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow, Is mocking at my overthrow! Oh, thy ...
Speak, God Of Visions (Emily Bronte Poem)
O, thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow, Is mocking at my overthrow! O, thy ...