The Smile on the Face of a Kouros (William Bronk Poem)
This boy, of course, was dead, whatever that might mean. And nobly dead. I think we should feel he was ...
Poems about weight (51 Poems)
The Broken Heart (William Barnes Poem)
News o' grief had overteaken Dark-eyed Fanny, now vorseaken; There she zot, wi' breast a-heaven, While vrom zide to zide, ...
The Parting (Anne Bronte Poem)
1 The chestnut steed stood by the gate His noble master's will to wait, The woody park so green and ...
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 ...
Frances (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
Mack The Knife (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear And he shows them pearly white. Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear ...
Mary and Gabriel (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Young Mary, loitering once her garden way, Felt a warm splendour grow in the April day, As wine that blushes ...
Sabbaths 2001 (Wendell Berry Poem)
I He wakes in darkness. All around are sounds of stones shifting, locks unlocking. As if some one had lifted ...
Contemplations (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
Young Blood (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"But, sir," I said, "they tell me the man is like to die!" The Canon shook his head indulgently. "Young ...
The Hemp (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
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 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 ...
Part 2 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
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 ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
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 ...
To Time (Lord Byron Poem)
Time! on whose arbitrary wing The varying hours must flag or fly, Whose tardy winter, fleeting spring, But drag or ...
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 ...
Dream Song 101: A shallow lake, with many waterbirds (John Berryman Poem)
A shallow lake, with many waterbirds, especially egrets: I was showing Mother around, An extraordinary vivid dream of Betty & ...
Ill-Starred (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
To bear a weight that cannot be borne, Sisyphus, even you aren't that strong, Although your heart cannot be torn ...
Elevation (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
Above the ponds, beyond the valleys, The woods, the mountains, the clouds, the seas, Farther than the sun, the distant ...
Instans Tyrannus (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Of the million or two, more or less, I rule and possess, One man, for some cause undefined, Was ...
Cleon (Robert Browning Poem)
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
Mesmerism (Robert Browning Poem)
I. All I believed is true! I am able yet All I want, to get By a method as strange ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Saul (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
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 ...
Waring (Robert Browning Poem)
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
How They Brought The Good News From Ghent To Aix (Robert Browning Poem)
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried ...