Eureka (Henry Lawson Poem)
Roll up, Eureka's heroes, on that grand Old Rush afar, For Lalor's gone to join you in the big camp ...
Poems about wildest (31 Poems)
Up The Country (Henry Lawson Poem)
I am back from up the country -- very sorry that I went -- Seeking for the Southern poets' land ...
The Roaring Days (Henry Lawson Poem)
The night too quickly passes And we are growing old, So let us fill our glasses And toast the Days ...
The Long Trail (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield, And the ricks stand grey to the ...
L’Envoi (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield, And the ricks stand gray to the ...
In the Neolithic Age (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
1895 I the Neolithic Age savage warfare did I wage For food and fame and woolly horses' pelt. I was ...
The Fir-Tree and the Brook (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
The Fir-Tree looked on stars, but loved the Brook! "O silver-voiced! if thou wouldst wait, My love can bravely woo." ...
Earliest Spring (William Dean Howells Poem)
TOSSING his mane of snows in wildest eddies and tangles, Lion-like March cometh in, hoarse, with tempestuous breath, Through all ...
penelope (Rg Gregory Poem)
name meaning thread weaver or duck (these may be guesses from obscurity) ten-year faithful wife whilst her husband was gallivanting ...
THE RAT-CATCHER. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
I AM the bard known far and wide, The travell'd rat-catcher beside; A man most needful to this town, So ...
In How to Pray (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The Lord, while with the twelve teaching in us how to pray not with words grandiose our with a great ...
Only through His Power (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The words of the apostle, an acknowledgement of the miraculous gift, His saving and commission all of his life's work, ...
She is my treasure (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Funny, reading the title I just wrote, my wife, my best friend, knowing that she has read the lines of ...
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 ...
Riders (Robert Frost Poem)
The surest thing there is is we are riders, And though none too successful at it, guiders, Through everything presented, ...
Danse macabre (Ian Emberson Poem)
Death came to me in a mini skirt As skittish as a kitten , And said : " I am ...
To let them die peace (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
There wasn't room for sympathy, the epicentre moved too rapidly for that and even when we knew the anger of ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Frances (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
I Would I Were a Careless Child (Lord Byron Poem)
I would I were a careless child, Still dwelling in my highland cave, Or roaming through the dusky wild, Or ...
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 ...
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 ...
Darkness (Lord Byron Poem)
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
555. Song-O wert thou in the cauld blast (Robert Burns Poem)
O WERT thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd ...
183. Verses Written with a Pencil at the Inn at Kenmore (Robert Burns Poem)
ADMIRING Nature in her wildest grace, These northern scenes with weary feet I trace; O'er many a winding dale and ...
202. On the Death of Robert Dundas, Esq., of Arniston (Robert Burns Poem)
LONE on the bleaky hills the straying flocks Shun the fierce storms among the sheltering rocks; Down from the rivulets, ...
466. Ode for General Washington’s Birthday (Robert Burns Poems)
NO Spartan tube, no Attic shell, No lyre Æolian I awake; 'Tis liberty's bold note I swell, Thy harp, Columbia, ...
459. Sonnet on the Death of Robert Riddell (Robert Burns Poems)
NO more, ye warblers of the wood! no more; Nor pour your descant grating on my soul; Thou young-eyed Spring! ...
Oh Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast (Robert Burns Poems)
Oh wert thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd ...
306. Election Ballad at close of Contest for representing the Dumfries Burghs, 1790 (Robert Burns Poems)
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...