The Tradesman and the Scholar (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Citizen of mighty Pelf, But much a Blockhead, in himself Disdain'd a Man of shining Parts, Master of Sciences ...
Poems about vile (51 Poems)
Sonnet XLVI: Plain-Path’d Experience (Michael Drayton Poems)
Plain-path'd Experience, th'unlearned's guide, Her simple followers evidently shows Sometimes what Schoolmen scarcely can decide, Nor yet wise Reason absolutely ...
Ode to the Cambro-Britons and their Harp, His Ballad of Agi (Michael Drayton Poem)
Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance; Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Sonnet IV: Bright Star of Beauty (Michael Drayton Poem)
Bright star of beauty, on whose eyelids sit A thousand nymph-like and enamour'd Graces, The Goddesses of Memory and Wit, ...
Agincourt (Michael Drayton Poem)
FAIR stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
The Battle Of Agincourt (Michael Drayton Poem)
Fair stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
We Wear the Mask (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,-- This debt we pay ...
Holy Sonnet VIII: If Faithful Souls Be Alike Glorified (John Donne Poem)
If faithful souls be alike glorified As angels, then my fathers soul doth see, And adds this even to full ...
Elegy VIII: The Comparison (John Donne Poem)
As the sweet sweat of roses in a still, As that which from chafed musk-cats' pores doth trill, As the ...
Holy Sonnet XI: Spit In My Face You Jews, And Pierce My Side (John Donne Poem)
Spit in my face you Jews, and pierce my side, Buffet, and scoff, scourge, and crucify me, For I have ...
Dead thoughts of corpses (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The symbols that we use are T shirts of the dead thoughts of corpses without heads, a rictus without sound ...
PARADOX (Willa Cather Poem)
I KNEW them both upon Miranda's isle, Which is of youth a sea-bound seigniory: Misshapen Caliban, so seeming vile, And ...
On Love (Bliss Carman Poem)
TO the assembled folk At great St. Kavin's spoke Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; I give you joy, my ...
Femina Contra Mundum (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
The sun was black with judgment, and the moon Blood: but between I saw a man stand, saying: 'To me ...
The Secret People (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget; For we are the people of England, that ...
Praise for the Fountain Opened (William Cowper Poem)
(Zecheriah, xiii.1) There is a fountain fill'd with blood, Drawn from Emmanuel's veins; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose ...
Welcome to the Table (William Cowper Poem)
This is the feast of heavenly wine, And God invites to sup; The juices of the living Vine Were press'd ...
Ephraim Repenting (William Cowper Poem)
(Jeremiah, xxxi. 18-20) My God, till I received Thy stroke, How like a beast was I! So unaccustom'd to the ...
Jehovah Our Righteousness (William Cowper Poem)
My God, how perfect are Thy ways! But mine polluted are; Sin twines itself about my praise, And slides into ...
Fears In Solitude (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
To A Fallen Elm (John Clare Poem)
Old Elm that murmured in our chimney top The sweetest anthem autumn ever made And into mellow whispering calms would ...
A poem on divine revelation (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
Heroic Poem in Praise of Wine (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
The Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
Ode to Napoleon Bonaparte (Lord Byron Poem)
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
Dream Song 64: Supreme my holdings, greater yet my need (John Berryman Poem)
Supreme my holdings, greater yet my need, thoughtless I go out. Dawn. Have I my cig's, my flaskie O, O ...
Dream Song 3: A Stimulant for an Old Beast (John Berryman Poem)
Acacia, burnt myrrh, velvet, pricky stings. â?"I'm not so young but not so very old, said screwed-up lovely 23. A ...
TO A MADONNA (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
MADONNA, mistress, I would build for thee An altar deep in the sad soul of me; And in the darkest ...
REVERSIBILITY (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
ANGEL of gaiety, have you tasted grief? Shame and remorse and sobs and weary spite, And the vague terrors of ...