The Death of the Flowers (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and ...
Poems about tread (51 Poems)
Thanatopsis (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for ...
Inscription for the Entrance to a Wood (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs No school of long experience, that the world Is full of ...
Sonnet (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Not with vain tears, when we're beyond the sun, We'll beat on the substantial doors, nor tread Those dusty high-roads ...
The Charm (Rupert Brooke Poem)
In darkness the loud sea makes moan; And earth is shaken, and all evils creep About her ways. Oh, now ...
Sleeping Out: Full Moon (Rupert Brooke Poem)
They sleep within. . . . I cower to the earth, I waking, I only. High and cold thou dreamest, ...
Rupert Brooke – Sonnet (Suggested By Some Of The Proceedings Of The Society For Psychical Research ) (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Not with vain tears, when we're beyond the sun, We'll beat on the substantial doors, nor tread Those dusty high-roads ...
Clouds (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Down the blue night the unending columns press In noiseless tumult, break and wave and flow, Now tread the far ...
Charm, The (Rupert Brooke Poem)
In darkness the loud sea makes moan; And earth is shaken, and all evils creep About her ways. Oh, now ...
The Hill (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. You said "Through ...
A Dialogue between Old England and New (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
The City Revisited (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
The grey gulls drift across the bay Softly and still as flakes of snow Against the thinning fog. All day ...
The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
The Death and Last Confession of Wandering Peter (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
When Peter Wanderwide was young He wandered everywhere he would: All that he approved was sung, And most of what ...
Tarantella (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
Do you remember an Inn, Miranda? Do you remember an Inn? And the tedding and the bedding Of the straw ...
Lachin Y Gair (Lord Byron Poem)
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses! In you let the minions of luxury rove; Restore me to the ...
And Thou Art Dead, As Young and Fair (Lord Byron Poem)
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft, and charms so ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
To Romance (Lord Byron Poem)
Parent of golden dreams, Romance! Auspicious Queen of childish joys, Who lead'st along, in airy dance, Thy votive train of ...
The Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Stanzas To The Po (Lord Byron Poem)
River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the lady of my love, when she Walks by thy brink, ...
To Thyrza: And Thou Art Dead (Lord Byron Poem)
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft and charm so ...
Oh! Snatched Away In Beauty’s Bloom (Lord Byron Poems)
Oh! snatched away in beauty's bloom, On thee shall press no ponderous tomb; But on thy turf shall roses rear ...
On This Day I Complete My Thirty-Sixth Year (Lord Byron Poem)
Missolonghi, Jan. 22, 1824 'Tis time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move: Yet, though ...
Churchill’s Grave (Lord Byron Poems)
I stood beside the grave of him who blazed The comet of a season, and I saw The humblest of ...
Susana Soca (Jorge Luis Borges Poem)
With lingering love she gazed at the dispersed Colors of dusk. It pleased her utterly To lose herself in the ...