Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
Poems about waking (51 Poems)
Reflections On Having Left A Place Of Retirement (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Low was our pretty Cot : our tallest Rose Peep'd at the chamber-window. We could hear At silent noon, and ...
A Boat beneath a Sunny Sky (Lewis Carroll Poem)
A BOAT beneath a sunny sky, Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July -- Children three that nestle near, ...
Epilogue to Through the Looking Glass (Lewis Carroll Poem)
A boat, beneath a sunny sky Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July -- Children three that nestle near, ...
The Cuckoo (John Clare Poem)
The cuckoo, like a hawk in flight, With narrow pointed wings Whews o'er our heads-soon out of sight And as ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
I Am (John Clare Poem)
I am: yet what I am none cares or knows My friends forsake me like a memory lost, I am ...
The house where I was born (05) (Yves Bonnefoy Poem)
In the same dream I am lying in the hollow of a boat, My forehead and eyes against the curved ...
The house where I was born (10) (Yves Bonnefoy Poem)
And then life; and once again A house where I was born. Around us The granary above what once had ...
Night (Anne Bronte Poem)
I love the silent hour of night, For blissful dreams may then arise, Revealing to my charmed sight What may ...
The Doubter’s Prayer (Anne Bronte Poems)
Eternal Power, of earth and air! Unseen, yet seen in all around, Remote, but dwelling everywhere, Though silent, heard in ...
A Hymn (Anne Bronte Poem)
Eternal power of earth and air, Unseen, yet seen in all around, Remote, but dwelling everywhere, Though silent, heard in ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Self-Portrait At 28 (David Berman Poem)
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
The Constellations (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
O constellations of the early night, That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, And made the darkness glorious! I have ...
The Dead: IV (Rupert Brooke Poem)
These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth. The years had given ...
Sleeping Out: Full Moon (Rupert Brooke Poem)
They sleep within. . . . I cower to the earth, I waking, I only. High and cold thou dreamest, ...
IV. The Dead (Rupert Brooke Poem)
These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth. The years had given ...
Day That I Have Loved (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Tenderly, day that I have loved, I close your eyes, And smooth your quiet brow, and fold your thin dead ...
1914 IV: The Dead (Rupert Brooke Poem)
These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth. The years had given ...
A Memory (Rupert Brooke Poem)
(From a sonnet-sequence) Somewhile before the dawn I rose, and stept Softly along the dim way to your room, And ...
Variations on ‘The short night (Yosa Buson Poems)
Below are eleven Buson haiku beginning with the phrase 'The short night--' The short night-- on the hairy caterpillar beads ...
Here Follow Several Occasional Meditations (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
By night when others soundly slept, And had at once both case and rest, My waking eyes were open kept ...
By Night when Others Soundly Slept (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
. By night when others soundly slept And hath at once both ease and Rest, My waking eyes were open ...
Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
Part 9 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
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 Dream (Lord Byron Poem)
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...