The Storming Party (Arthur Conan Doyle Poems)
Said Paul Leroy to Barrow, 'Though the breach is steep and narrow, If we only gain the summit Then it's ...
Poems about trinket (21 Poems)
The Complaint (Caroline Fry Poems)
O YOU who at lighter afflictions repine,Arrest your complainings and list ye to mine,And you who can sorrow for every ...
The Fancy Shot (Charles Dawson Shanly Poems)
RIFLEMAN, shoot me a fancy shot Straight at the heart of yon prowling vidette; Ring me a ball in ...
Civile Bellum (Charles Dawson Shanly Poems)
Rifleman, shoot me a fancy shot Straight at the heart of yon prowling vidette;Ring me a ball in the ...
Sacrifices (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
BEHIND full many a gift there lies A splendid tale of sacrifice. On Christmas morn a mother's handAbout a young ...
Marjorie (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
The house is as it was when she was here;There's nothing changed at all about the place;The books she loved ...
Awake! (George MacDonald Poems)
The stars are all watching;God's angel is catchingAt thy skirts in the darkness deep!Gold hinges grating,The mighty dead waiting,Why dost ...
Melbourne Sonnets: II. The Pawn Shop (E J Rupert Atkinson Poems)
REMOTE, strange relics of romance are piledInside and out, each with its tragic tale.Forlorn, quiescent. Listen ! Through thepalePast, through ...
A Clock Stopped – Not The Mantel’s (Emily Dickinson Poems)
A clock stopped — not the mantel's Geneva's farthest skillCan't put the puppet bowing That just now dangled still.An awe ...
THE FAIRY TEMPLE; OR, OBERON’S CHAPEL (Robert Herrick Poems)
THE FAIRY TEMPLE; OR, OBERON'S CHAPEL DEDICATED TO MR JOHN MERRIFIELD, COUNSELLOR AT LAW RARE TEMPLES THOU HAST SEEN, I ...
Glass (Robert Francis Poem)
Words of a poem should be glass But glass so simple-subtle its shape Is nothing but the shape of what ...
I’ll send the feather from my Hat! (Emily Dickinson Poems)
I'll send the feather from my Hat! Who knows -- but at the sight of that My Sovereign will relent? ...
I am ashamed — I hide (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I am ashamed -- I hide -- What right have I -- to be a Bride -- So late a ...
A Clock stopped (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Clock stopped -- Not the Mantel's -- Geneva's farthest skill Can't put the puppet bowing -- That just now ...
‘Tis customary as we part (Emily Dickinson Poems)
'Tis customary as we part A trinket -- to confer -- It helps to stimulate the faith When Lovers be ...
In Ebon Box, when years have flown (Emily Dickinson Poem)
In Ebon Box, when years have flown To reverently peer, Wiping away the velvet dust Summers have sprinkled there! To ...
The morns are meeker than they were (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The morns are meeker than they were -- The nuts are getting brown -- The berry's cheek is plumper -- ...
Easter Morning (A. R. Ammons Poem)
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
The Hound of Heaven (Francis Thompson Poems)
I fled Him down the nights and down the days I fled Him down the arches of the years I ...
Vanity Fair (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Through frost-thick weather This witch sidles, fingers crooked, as if Caught in a hazardous medium that might Merely by its ...
Niagara (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
I Within the town of Buffalo Are prosy men with leaden eyes. Like ants they worry to and fro, (Important ...