Stanzas To The Moon (Maria Logan Poems)
TO thee, bright Orb, my humid eyes I raise; To thee I sigh, reflecting as I gaze,How dark earth's transitory scenes ...
Poems about verging (17 Poems)
A Summons (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
MEN of the North-land! where's the manly spiritOf the true-hearted and the unshackled gone?Sons of old freemen, do we but ...
De tien gedichten van de eenzaamheid IV (Hugues C Pernath Poems)
Ik zocht de uitersten, en van het verdrietEn van een korte naam geschreven op vuile ruiten.Van vele huizen sloot ik ...
The Dark Woodland (Henry Kirke White Poems)
As thus oppressed with many a heavy care(Though young yet sorrowful), I turn my feetTo the dark woodland, longing much ...
Sonnet XXIX. “All things are dying round us; days and hours” (Henry Alford Poems)
All things are dying round us; days and hours, A multitudinous troop are passing on; Winter is fled, and spring hath shed ...
Niets Bindt Zoo Ongelijken (Pieter Cornelis Boutens Poems)
Niets bindt zoo ongelijken, Blijden en droeven, Armen, en rijken,Als dit gedeeld behoeven,Dit, onbewust van geven, Aldoor ontvangen Tot alle levenVerging in een verlangenDat ...
The Runaway (Albery Allson Whitman Poems)
Awake, my muse, ye goodly sights among,The land of Boone and Kenton claims my song.Thro' other scenes our lovers take ...
Fragments From “The Brigand.” A Poem. Canto II (Albert Pike Poems)
The silver horn of the advancing tide Had ploughed its highest furrow in the sand, And was retiring. Noon, with ...
Illicit (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
Stanzas To The Moon (Emma Lyon Poems)
TO thee, bright Orb, my humid eyes I raise; To thee I sigh, reflecting as I gaze,How dark earth's ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 04: (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
Of what she said to me that night-no matter.The strange thing came next day.My brain was full of music-something she ...
Die Liebe (Friedrich Wilhelm Gotter Poems)
Ach, was ist die LiebeF?r ein s??es Ding!Sorgenlos, wie Kinder,F?hrt sie uns durchs Leben.Unser ganzes LebenFlieht mit ihr geschwinder,Als uns ...
Song 11 (Anne Hunter Poems)
THE anguish of my bursting heartTill now my tongue has ne'er betray'd,Despair at length reveals the smartNo time can cure, ...
Last Christmas Day (Anonymous British Poems)
Say, if such blandishments did ever greetThy charmed soul; hast thou not crav'd to die?Hast not thine immaterial seem'd but ...
The Deserted Village (Oliver Goldsmith Poem)
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 04: Illicit (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
Small Game (Philip Levine Poems)
In borrowed boots which don't fit and an old olive greatcoat, I hunt the corn-fed rabbit, game fowl, squirrel, starved ...