A Tale of Tuscany (Oscar Fay Adams Poems)
An Old-World tale. Who reads perchanceMay deem it dull or idly told,Preferring latter-day romanceWhere well trained hearts their loves unfold.Tuscany, ...
Poems about tuscany (15 Poems)
Bee-Master (Victoria Sackville-West Poems)
I have known honey from the Syrian hillsStored in cool jars; the wild acacia thereOn the rough terrace where the ...
Cromwell (Henry Lawson Poems)
They took dead Cromwell from his grave, And stuck his head on high;The Merry Monarch and his men, They laughed as they ...
“As I’ve no hope of returning ever” (Guido Cavalcanti Poems)
As I've no hope of returning ever,Little ballad, lightly, softly,Go yourself, to Tuscany,Go straight to my lady,Who of her great ...
The Halt Before Rome–Septem (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
Is it so, that the sword is broken, Our sword, that was halfway drawn?Is it so, that the light ...
PomegranateYOU tell me I am wrong. (D H Lawrence Poems)
Who are you, who is anybody to tell me I am wrong?I am not wrong.In Syracuse, rock left bare by ...
Troubadours (Frederick Barbarossa Poems)
I like a 'cavalier Frances'And a Catalonian dame;The courtesy of the Genoese,And Castilian dignity;The Provence songs my ears to please,And ...
The Broken Balance (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
I. Reference to a Passage in Plutarch's Life of Sulla The people buying and selling, consuming pleasures, talking in the ...
The Otter (Seamus Heaney Poem)
When you plunged The light of Tuscany wavered And swung through the pool From top to bottom. I loved your ...
Ravenna (Oscar Wilde Poems)
(Newdigate prize poem recited in the Sheldonian Theatre Oxford June 26th, 1878. To my friend George Fleming author of 'The ...
The Burden Of Itys (Oscar Wilde Poems)
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
The Journey (James Wright Poems)
Anghiari is medieval, a sleeve sloping down A steep hill, suddenly sweeping out To the edge of a cliff, and ...
The Halt Before Rome–September 1867 (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
Is it so, that the sword is broken, Our sword, that was halfway drawn? Is it so, that the light ...
Four Songs Of Four Seasons (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
I. WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLAND OUTSIDE the garden The wet skies harden; The gates are barred on The summer side: "Shut ...
The Shovel Man (Carl Sandburg Poems)
ON the street Slung on his shoulder is a handle half way across, Tied in a big knot on the ...