Not According to Our Works (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Thank you God, that I am not destined to be measured by my works, that I will not have to ...
Poems about weigh (33 Poems)
The Princess Betrothed To The King Of Garba (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
The Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
The Case Of Conscience (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
St. Julian’s Prayer (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
Cupid And Folly (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
CUPID, ere depriv'd of Sight, Young and apt for all Delight, Met with Folly on the way, As Idle and ...
Wild Grapes (Robert Frost Poem)
What tree may not the fig be gathered from? The grape may not be gathered from the birch? It's all ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Religio Laici (John Dryden Poem)
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
A Rondeau of College Rhymes (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Our college rhymes,--how light they seem, Like little ghosts of love's young dream That led our boyish hearts away From ...
Holy Sonnet I: Tho Has Made Me (John Donne Poem)
Tho has made me, and shall thy work decay? Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste; I run ...
If I may have it, when it’s dead, (Emily Dickinson Poems)
If I may have it, when it's dead, I'll be contented -- so -- If just as soon as Breath ...
I tie my Hat — I crease my Shawl (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I tie my Hat -- I crease my Shawl -- Life's little duties do -- precisely -- As the very ...
I think just how my shape will rise (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I think just how my shape will rise -- When I shall be "forgiven" -- Till Hair -- and Eyes ...
Before He comes we weigh the Time! (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Before He comes we weigh the Time! 'Tis Heavy and 'tis Light. When He depart, an Emptiness Is the prevailing ...
‘Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch, (Emily Dickinson Poems)
'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch, That nearer, every Day, Kept narrowing its boiling Wheel Until the Agony Toyed ...
We reflect this day on the essence of intimacy (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We reflect this day on the essence of intimacy, from its origins in the spring-tide of youth to an afterward ...
Ode to the Memory of Burns (Thomas Campbell Poem)
Soul of the Poet ! wheresoe'er, Reclaimed from earth, thy genius plume Her wings of immortality ; Suspend thy harp ...
On The Loss Of The Royal George (William Cowper Poem)
Written when the news arrived. Toll for the brave! The brave that are no more! All sunk beneath the wave ...
Contentment (William Cowper Poem)
(Phillipians, iv.11) Fierce passions discompose the mind, As tempests vex the sea, But calm, content and peace we find, When, ...
Human Life (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
If dead, we cease to be ; if total gloom Swallow up life's brief flash for aye, we fare As ...
Hamlet Off-Stage: Neutrinos Explain Suck-Uppers (D. C. Berry Poem)
Neutrinos do zip but swap back and forth into each other, much like Rosypoop and Guildendoo do. For years it ...
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 ...
He Wonders Whether to Praise or Blame Her (Rupert Brooke Poem)
I have peace to weigh your worth, now all is over, But if to praise or blame you, cannot say. ...
A Dialogue between Old England and New (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
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 ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
The Glove (Robert Browning Poem)
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...