Songs Of The Season (Alexander Bathgate Poems)
I.A Song Of Spring.Bird in thy mossy nestCosily hid,Bird in thy mossy nestYoung leaves amid;Nigh is thy tuneful mate,Singing with ...
Poems about trilling (21 Poems)
The Magpie’s Song (Frank Samuel Williamson Poems)
Where the dreaming Tiber wanders by the haunted Appian Way,Lo! the nightingale is uttering a sorrow-burdened lay!While the olive trees ...
The Search (Denis Florence MacCarthy Poems)
Let us seek the modest May,She is down in the glen,Hiding and abidingFrom the common gaze of men,Where the silver ...
Lad And Lass (Cale Young Rice Poems)
I heard the buds open their lips and whisper, Whisper, ...
Ellen Vale (Edwin A Underhill Poems)
Have you never seen sweet Ellen Vale,Or roamed the spacious park?Or sensed the perfumed clover,Or heard the trilling lark?'Tis fine ...
The Harp of Cnoc I’Chosgair (Anonymous Irish Poems)
Harp of Cnoc I'Chosgair, you who bring sleepto eyes long sleepless;sweet subtle, plangent, glad, cooling grave.Excellent instrument with smooth gentle ...
Spring In Labor Camp (Burnett A. Ward Poems)
Spring is in the Valley, sap and budding time,A thousand voices rally into sheer, clear rhyme;Swallows are a-wheeling, robins chant ...
Love Song (Bjornstjerne Bjornson Poems)
Have you love for me,Yours my love shall be, While the days of life are flowing.Short was summer's stay,Grass now ...
The Ground Thrush (C J Dennis Poems)
I'm a business man; and I can't spare time For this fluting and fussing and frilling.The song of my cousin ...
Melba (C J Dennis Poems)
Born to the sun and smiling skies, And bird-songs to the morning flung,To joyousness that never dies In ...
Kathleen Ni-Houlihan (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
As I came down from the hill of Aileach, When spring sang in the air, I heard the silken voice ...
Real Singing (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
You can talk about your music, and your operatic airs,And your phonographic record that Caruso's tenor bears; But there isn't ...
Young Laughters, and My Music! (Augusta Davies Webster Poems)
Young laughters, and my music! Aye till now The voice can reach no blending minors near; 'Tis the bird's trill ...
Leipzig (Thomas Hardy Poem)
"OLD Norbert with the flat blue cap-- A German said to be-- Why let your pipe die on your lap, ...
Train (Bernadette Geyer Poem)
Train. Distant Train. Praise the glorious distance of Train. Dogs bark, reply to the mournful echo of Train's whistle. Train ...
Four Quartets 1: Burnt Norton (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
The Sompnour’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
For John Clare (John Ashbery Poem)
Kind of empty in the way it sees everything, the earth gets to its feet andsalutes the sky. More of ...
A Song. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 COME, I will make the continent indissoluble; I will make the most splendid race the sun ever yet shone ...
Another Song (Philip Levine Poems)
Words go on travelling from voice to voice while the phones are still and the wires hum in the cold. ...
The Santa-Fe Trail (A Humoresque) (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
I asked the old Negro, "What is that bird that sings so well?" He answered: "That is the Rachel-Jane." "Hasn't ...