The King’s Ride (Lucy Hamilton Hooper Poems)
Above the city of Berlin Shines soft the summer day,And near the royal palace shout The school boys at their play.Sudden the ...
Poems about unclasp (21 Poems)
Voices (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
When blood-root blooms and trillium flowers Unclasp their stars to sun and rain, My heart strikes hands with winds and showers And wanders ...
Song I (Matilda Betham Poems)
Thrice lovely babe! thus hush'd to rest, Upon thy warrior father's breast! Avails it, that his eyes behold, Thy rosy cheeks, thy locks ...
Gipsy Song (Nora Jane Hopper Chesson Poems)
You are the safe and firelit room,I am the open wold.You are the city, and this your doom—Never to feel ...
Pantomimia (E L Blanchard Poems)
" Well ! "" Here we are ! "" You call to mind the clown who used to speak, His ...
Memories (Emma Alice Browne Poems)
While the wild north hills are reddeningIn the sunset's fiery glow,And along the dreary moorlands,Shine the stormy drifts of snow,Sit ...
The Cry Of The Russian Serf To The Czar (Ernest Jones Poems)
LABOUR! Labour! Labour!-Toil! Toil! Toil! With the wearing of the bone and the drowning of ...
Our Destiny (Ernest Jones Poems)
Labour! labour! labour! toil! toil! toil! With the wearing of the bone and the drowning of the mind;Sink like ...
Reality (Emma Lazarus Poems)
These things alone endure;"They are the solid facts," that we may grasp,Leading us on and upward if we claspAnd hold ...
The Zonnebeke Road (Edmund Blunden Poems)
Morning, if this late withered light can claimSome kindred with that merry flameWhich the young day was wont to fling ...
The war Widow (Alfred Noyes Poems)
I.Black-veiled, black-gowned, she rides in bus and train, With eyes that fill too listlessly for tears.Her waxen hands clasp and ...
The Miller’s Daughter (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)
It is the miller's daughter, And she is grown so dear, so dear,That I would be the jewel ...
When The Dark Comes (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
When the dark comes, "Is this the end?" I pray; No answer from the night, And then once more the ...
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, ...
A Roxbury Garden (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
Endymion: Book III (John Keats Poem)
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Pater Filio (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
Sense with keenest edge unusèd, Yet unsteel'd by scathing fire; Lovely feet as yet unbruisèd On the ways of dark ...
The Miller’s Daughter (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
It is the miller's daughter, And she is grown so dear, so dear, That I would be the jewel That ...
The Palace of Art (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell. I said, "O Soul, make merry ...
Ave atque Vale (In memory of Charles Baudelaire) (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
SHALL I strew on thee rose or rue or laurel, Brother, on this that was the veil of thee? Or ...
The Joyous Malingerer (Ogden Nash Poems)
Who is the happy husband? Why, indeed, 'Tis he who's useless in the time of need; Who, asked to unclasp ...