The Golden Legend: VI. The School Of Salerno (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
A traveling Scholastic affixing his Theses to the gateof the College._Scholastic._ There, that is my gauntlet, my banner, my shield,Hung ...
Poems about theses (15 Poems)
The House Delirious (Leon Gellert Poems)
Come in and tread thou quietlyWithin the duskiness.This twilight thou dost seeIs but the moment passing. Make no guessUpon these ...
It Is Great To Be Alive (Harry Hooton Poems)
This is an obvious imitation of Walt Whitman, is it?Well, and wouldn't that be better than another in sickly rime?Perhaps ...
The Origin Of Didactic Poetry (James Russell Lowell Poems)
When wise Minerva still was young And just the least romantic,Soon after from Jove's head she flung That preternatural antic,'Tis said, to ...
The Nomades (James Russell Lowell Poems)
What Nature makes in any moodTo me is warranted for good,Though long before I learned to seeShe did not set ...
The Bush Lover (Leon Gellert Poems)
He lingers in the lazy grassAnd talks of loneliness with trees,The clouds pass, and the hours pass;And far afield he ...
The Dunciad: Book II. (Alexander Pope Poems)
High on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shoneHenley's gilt tub, or Flecknoe's Irish throne,Or that where on her Curlls the ...
The Logical Conclusion (Ezra Pound Poems)
When earth's last thesis is copiedFrom the theses that went before,When idea from fact has departedAnd bare-boned factlets shall bore,When ...
Words on Her Door (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Words of comfort of hope, of truth the promises of God written in meter and verse God telling us something ...
In the fire of problems (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Gaining from our struggles with God beside us dwelling within us still when we turn to him In the fire ...
The Lilac is an ancient shrub (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Lilac is an ancient shrub But ancienter than that The Firmamental Lilac Upon the Hill tonight -- The Sun ...
Dream Song 35: MLA (John Berryman Poem)
Hey, out there!â?"assistant professors, full, associates,â?"instructorsâ?"othersâ?"anyâ?" I have a sing to shay. We are assembled here in the capital city ...
On Going Back To The Street After Viewing An Art Show (Charles Bukowski Poems)
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in ...
WREATH OF SONNETS (Vlanes Poems)
To Jena Woodhouse This way of minutes miserably mixed With their own blinks misunderstood By birds and trees, this eye-born ...
Elizabeth (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
Elizabeth, it surely is most fit In thy own book that first thy name ...