Baby Tortoise (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
You know what it is to be born alone, Baby tortoise! The first day to heave your feet little by ...
Poems about voiceless (31 Poems)
To Elizabeth Ward Perkins (Amy Lowell Poem)
Dear Bessie, would my tired rhyme Had force to rise from apathy, And shaking off its lethargy Ring word-tones like ...
Wapentake (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
To Alfred Tennyson Poet! I come to touch thy lance with mine; Not as a knight, who on the listed ...
Morituri Salutamus: Poem for the Fiftieth Anniversary (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
Footsteps of Angels (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
When the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To ...
The Necessitarian (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
I know not in Whose hands are laid To empty upon earth From unsuspected ambuscade The very Urns of Mirth; ...
Hyperion (John Keats Poem)
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Poem (Halleck monument dedication) (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
SAY not the Poet dies! Though in the dust he lies, He cannot forfeit his melodious breath, Unsphered by envious ...
The Silent Melody (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
"BRING me my broken harp," he said; "We both are wrecks,-- but as ye will,-- Though all its ringing tones ...
The Voiceless (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
WE count the broken lyres that rest Where the sweet wailing singers slumber, But o'er their silent sister's breast The ...
The Voiceless Break into Song (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
God's healing to all the blind regaining sight the voiceless breaking into song the whole world in light God's promise ...
To emma abbott (Eugene Field Poem)
There--let thy hands be folded Awhile in sleep's repose; The patient hands that wearied not, But earnestly and nobly wrought ...
Some time (Eugene Field Poem)
Last night, my darling, as you slept, I thought I heard you sigh, And to your little crib I crept, ...
Four Quartets 3: The Dry Salvages (T. S. Eliot Poem)
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
Peace (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height, Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the ...
Mother Earth (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Mother of all the high-strung poets and singers departed, Mother of all the grass that weaves over their graves the ...
Song of the Worm (Eliza Cook Poem)
THE worm, the rich worm, has a noble domain In the field that is stored with its millions of slain ...
Lepanto (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
Exile (Hart Crane Poem)
My hands have not touched pleasure since your hands, -- No, -- nor my lips freed laughter since 'farewell', And ...
A Nursery Darling (Lewis Carroll Poem)
A Mother's breast: Safe refuge from her childish fears, From childish troubles, childish tears, Mists that enshroud her dawning years! ...
The Captive’s Dream (Anne Bronte Poems)
Methought I saw him but I knew him not; He was so changed from what he used to be, There ...
Isles of Greece, The (Lord Byron Poem)
The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war ...
The Isles of Greece (Lord Byron Poem)
The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 03: One, where the pale sea foamed at the yellow sand (Conrad Aiken Poem)
One, where the pale sea foamed at the yellow sand, With wave upon slowly shattering wave, Turned to the city ...
After Sunset (William Allingham Poem)
The vast and solemn company of clouds Around the Sun's death, lit, incarnadined, Cool into ashy wan; as Night enshrouds ...
Sonnet 13 – And wilt thou have me fashion into speech (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
And wilt thou have me fashion into speech The love I bear thee, finding words enough, And hold the torch ...
The Book of Thel (William Blake Poems)
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
The Lovers of the Poor (Gwendolyn Brooks Poems)
arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment League Arrive in the afternoon, the late light slanting In diluted gold bars ...
Statue of a Couple (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Your hand, my wonder, is now icy cold. The purest light of the celestial dome has burned me through. And ...
The Remonstrance (Walter de la Mare Poems)
I was at peace until you came And set a careless mind aflame; I lived in quiet; cold, content; All ...