The Tree of Scarlet Berries (Amy Lowell Poem)
The rain gullies the garden paths And tinkles on the broad sides of grass blades. A tree, at the end ...
Poems about tinged (21 Poems)
The Pobble Who Has No Toes (Edward Lear Poem)
The Pobble who has no toes Had once as many as we; When they said "Some day you may lose ...
humming-bird pie (Rg Gregory Poem)
the paiute indians had the bird sussed a humming bird (loaded with seeds) set out to see beyond the sun ...
MAY. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
LIGHT and silv'ry cloudlets hover In the air, as yet scarce warm; Mild, with glimmer soft tinged over, Peeps the ...
Rose Pogonias (Robert Frost Poem)
A SATURATED meadow, Sun-shaped and jewel-small, A circle scarcely wider Than the trees around were tall; Where winds were quite ...
Uriel (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
IT fell in the ancient periods Which the brooding soul surveys, Or ever the wild Time coin'd itself Into calendar ...
The Embrace (Mark Doty Poem)
You weren't well or really ill yet either; just a little tired, your handsomeness tinged by grief or anticipation, which ...
On Love (Bliss Carman Poem)
TO the assembled folk At great St. Kavin's spoke Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; I give you joy, my ...
The Garden of Janus (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
The Garden of Janus (Aleister Crowley Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
A FORMER LIFE (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
LONG since, I lived beneath vast porticoes, By many ocean-sunsets tinged and fired, Where mighty pillars, in majestic rows, Seemed ...
My Earlier Life (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
I've been home a long time among the vast porticos, Which the mariner sun has tinged with a million fires, ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
Obermann Once More (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Crossing Brooklyn Ferry. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 FLOOD-TIDE below me! I watch you face to face; Clouds of the west! sun there half an hour high! ...
M’Fingal – Canto IV (John Trumbull Poems)
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
To A Young Lady (John Trumbull Poems)
In vain, fair Maid, you ask in vain, My pen should try th' advent'rous strain, And following truth's unalter'd law, ...
The Princess (part 3) (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
Coucy (Alan Seeger Poems)
The rooks aclamor when one enters here Startle the empty towers far overhead; Through gaping walls the summer fields appear, ...
As a Beam O’er the Face of the Waters May Glow (Thomas Moore Poems)
As a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow While the tide runs in darkness and coldness below, ...
The Survivor (Primo Levi Poems)
Once more he sees his companions' faces Livid in the first faint light, Gray with cement dust, Nebulous in the ...