Au Chevalier De Pange (Andre Marie de Chenier Poems)
Quand la feuille en festons a couronn? les bois, L'amoureux rossignol n'?touffe point sa voix. Il serait criminel aux yeux ...
Poems about vermeil (21 Poems)
Lyra: A Lament (Alice Cary Poems)
Maidens, whose tresses shine,Crowned with daffodil and eglantine,Or, from their string?d buds of brier roses,Bright as the vermeil closesOf April ...
Hyperion (Alice Cary Poems)
In the May woods alone -- yet not alone,For unsubstantial beings near me tread --At times I hear them piteously ...
Hylas (Andre Marie de Chenier Poems)
_Au chevalier de Pange._ Le navire ?loquent, fils des bois du P?n?e, Qui portait ? Colchos la Gr?ce fortun?e, Craignant ...
Le Rat De Ville Et Le Rat Des Champs (Andre Marie de Chenier Poems)
Un jour le rat des champs, ami du rat de ville, Invita son ami dans son rustique asile. Il ?tait ...
Loud without the wind was roaring (Emily Jane Bronte Poems)
Loud without the wind was roaringThrough th'autumnal sky;Drenching wet, the cold rain pouring,Spoke of winter nigh.All too like that dreary ...
On The Completion Of A Royal Palace (Confucius Poems)
On yonder banks a palace, lo! upshoots, The tender blue of southern hill behind; Firm-founded, like the bamboo's clamping ...
Ultimum (Francis Thompson Poems)
Now in these last spent drops, slow, slower shed,Love dies, Love dies, Love dies--ah, Love is dead!Sad Love in life, ...
It Is Not Beauty I Demand (George Darley Poems)
It is not Beauty I demand, A crystal brow, the moon's despair, Nor the snow's daughter, a white hand, Nor ...
Invocation A La Poesie (Andre Marie de Chenier Poems)
Nymphe tendre et vermeille, ? jeune Po?sie! Quel bois est aujourd'hui ta retraite choisie? Quelles fleurs, pr?s d'une onde o? ...
Sonnet XV (Brooke Boothby Poems)
Dear Mansergh! Of the few this breast who share, And share in pitying sympathy its woe, You best my vast ...
Mon Visage Est Fletri (Andre Marie de Chenier Poems)
Mon visage est fl?tri des regards du soleil. Mon pied blanc sous la ronce est devenu vermeil. J'ai suivi tout ...
Song of the Indian Maid, from ‘Endymion’ (John Keats Poems)
O SORROW! Why dost borrow The natural hue of health, from vermeil lips?-- To give maiden blushes To the white ...
Endymion: Book IV (John Keats Poem)
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
The Eve Of St. Agnes (John Keats Poem)
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Hyperion (John Keats Poem)
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Ode On The Pleasure Arising From Vicissitude (Thomas Gray Poem)
Now the golden Morn aloft Waves her dew-bespangled wing, With vermeil cheek and whisper soft She wooes the tardy Spring: ...
Ariste (Robert Southey Poems)
Let ancient stories round the painter's art, Who stole from many a maid his Venus' charms, Till warm devotion fired ...
Prothalamion (Edmund Spenser Poems)
Calm was the day, and through the trembling air Sweet-breathing Zephyrus did softly play A gentle spirit, that lightly did ...
Diving into the Wreck (Adrienne Rich Poems)
First having read the book of myths, and loaded the camera, and checked the edge of the knife-blade, I put ...