The Shepherds Calendar – July (John Clare Poems)
Daughter of pastoral smells and sightsAnd sultry days and dewy nightsJuly resumes her yearly placeWi her milking maiden faceRuddy and ...
Poems about whisking (20 Poems)
Seasonal Cycle – Chapter 01 – Summer (Kalidasa Poems)
"Oh, dear, this utterly sweltering season of the highly rampant sun is drawing nigh, and it will always be good ...
From “January” (John Clare Poems)
Supper removed, the mother sits,And tells her tales by starts and fits.Not willing to lose time or toil,She knits or ...
The School (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
I WAS not drowsy though the scholars droned. Hearing the music that they made of Greek, Whenever Helen's unforgotten face Sent other young ...
The Cataract Of Lodore (Joanna Baillie Poems)
HOW does the water come down at Lodore?Here it comes sparkling,And there it lies darkling;Here smoking and frothing,Its tumult and ...
The Swallow (John Clare Poems)
Pretty swallow, once againCome and pass me in the rain.Pretty swallow, why so shy?Pass again my window by.The horsepond where ...
Author’s Prologue (Dylan Thomas Poems)
This day winding down nowAt God speeded summer's endIn the torrent salmon sun,In my seashaken houseOn a breakneck of rocks ...
A Make-Believe (George MacDonald Poems)
I will think as thinks the rabbit:—Oh, delightIn the nightWhen the moonSets the tuneTo the woods!And the broodsAll run out,Frisk ...
Prologue (Dylan Thomas Poems)
This day winding down nowAt God speeded summer's endIn the torrent salmon sun,In my seashaken houseOn a breakneck of rocksTangled ...
The Domicile Erected By John (E L Blanchard Poems)
" Behold the mansion swift upreared for Jack: See the malt stored in many an ample sack. Mark how the ...
Will O’ The Wisp (George Meredith Poems)
Follow me, follow me, Over brake and under tree, Thro' the bosky tanglery, Brushwood and bramble! Follow me, follow me, ...
Last Sonnets At Paris (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
I Chins that might serve the new Jerusalem; Streets footsore; minute whisking milliners, Dubbed graceful, but at whom one's eye ...
The Ride To Bumpville (Eugene Field Poems)
Play that my knee was a calico mareSaddled and bridled for Bumpville;Leap to the back of this steed, if you ...
Wallabi Joe (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
The saddle was hung on the stockyard rail,And the poor old horse stood whisking his tail,For there never was seen ...
Sonnet CCXCII: “Beloved, thou cam’st to me of late and said” (George Henry Boker Poems)
Beloved, thou cam 'st to me of late and said; "Stay with me, Dearest! Stay another day! Stay thou because ...
Nightmare: A Tale for an Autumn Evening (Amy Lowell Poem)
After a Print by George Cruikshank It was a gusty night, With the wind booming, and swooping, Looping round corners, ...
The Glove and The Lions (James Henry Leigh Hunt Poem)
King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport, And one day as his lions fought, sat looking ...
The ride to bumpville (Eugene Field Poem)
Play that my knee was a calico mare Saddled and bridled for Bumpville; Leap to the back of this steed, ...
Author’s Prologue (Dylan Thomas Poems)
This day winding down now At God speeded summer's end In the torrent salmon sun, In my seashaken house On ...
Goblin Market (Christina Rossetti Poems)
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...