Of The Nature Of Things: Book III – Part 03 – The Soul Is Mortal (Lucretius Poems)
Now come: that thou mayst able be to knowThat minds and the light souls of all that liveHave mortal birth ...
Poems about twitches (17 Poems)
Book III – Part 03 – The Soul is Mortal (Lucretius Poems)
Now come: that thou mayst able be to knowThat minds and the light souls of all that liveHave mortal birth ...
Alma; or, The Progress of the Mind. In Three Cantos. – Canto I. (Matthew Prior Poems)
Matthew met Richard, when or whereFrom story is not mighty clear:Of many knotty points they spoke,And pro and con by ...
Trivia ; or, the Art of Walking the Streets of London : Book III (John Gay Poems)
Of Walking the Streets by Night.O Trivia, goddess, leave these low abodes,And traverse o'er the wide ethereal roads,Celestial queen, put ...
Under The Willows (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Frank-hearted hostess of the field and wood,Gypsy, whose roof is every spreading tree,June is the pearl of our New England ...
Mason And Slidell: A Yankee Idyll (James Russell Lowell Poems)
TO THE EDITORS OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLYI love to start out arter night's begun,An' all the chores about the farm ...
Mr. Body’s Remonstrance With His Master, Mr. Mind (Joseph Cottle Poems)
WRITTEN IN WINTER.WHY dost thou treat me thus, harsh master, say!Why, with hard usage, wear me half away?Perverse of spirit! ...
Awr Dooad (John Hartley Poems)
Her ladyship's getten a babby,-- An they're makkin a famous to do,--They say,--Providence treated her shabby-- Shoo wor fairly entitled to two.But ...
The Nest (James Russell Lowell Poems)
MAYWhen oaken woods with buds are pink, And new-come birds each morning sing,When fickle May on Summer's brink Pauses, and knows not ...
Grace (John Hartley Poems)
God bless ivery one raand yor table Wi' plenty to ait an' to spare; God bless yo an' mak yo all able To ...
Birds, Converging (Christianne Balk Poems)
Sun salved, we sit on the front porch, carefulwhen we speak, watching the crows swagger nearthe property line, dabbing - ...
In Piam Memoriam (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
1Created purely from glass the saint stands,Exposing his gifted quite empty handsLike a conjurer about to begin,A righteous man begging ...
The Ancient Beautiful Things (Fannie Stearns Davis Poems)
I am all alone in the room.The evening stretches before meLike a road all delicate gloomTill it reaches the midnight's ...
When You’re Throwed (Bruce Kiskaddon Poems)
If a feller's been astraddle since he's big enough to ride,And has had to throw a saddle onto every sort ...
The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Syringa (John Ashbery Poem)
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...
Sleepyheads (Carl Sandburg Poems)
SLEEP is a maker of makers. Birds sleep. Feet cling to a perch. Look at the balance. Let the legs ...