The Shadow (Amy Lowell Poem)
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
Poems about wooed (31 Poems)
The Four Winds (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!" Cried the warriors, cried the old men, When he came in triumph homeward With the sacred ...
Hiawatha’s Childhood (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Downward through the evening twilight, In the days that are forgotten, In the unremembered ages, From the full moon fell ...
The Skeleton in Armor (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
"Speak! speak I thou fearful guest Who, with thy hollow breast Still in rude armor drest, Comest to daunt me! ...
Delicatessen (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
Why is that wanton gossip Fame So dumb about this man's affairs? Why do we titter at his name Who ...
Tim Turpin (Thomas Hood Poem)
Tim Turpin he was gravel-blind, And ne'er had seen the skies : For Nature, when his head was made, Forgot ...
Poem (Halleck monument dedication) (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
SAY not the Poet dies! Though in the dust he lies, He cannot forfeit his melodious breath, Unsphered by envious ...
Corinna’s Going A-Maying (Robert Herrick Poems)
Get up, get up for shame! the blooming morn Upon her wings presents the god unshorn. See how Aurora throws ...
Bogland (Seamus Heaney Poem)
for T. P. Flanagan We have no prairies To slice a big sun at evening-- Everywhere the eye concedes to ...
The Widow (Thomas Hardy Poem)
By Mellstock Lodge and Avenue Towards her door I went, And sunset on her window-panes Reflected our intent. The creeper ...
The Dance At The Phoenix (Thomas Hardy Poem)
To Jenny came a gentle youth From inland leazes lone; His love was fresh as apple-blooth By Parrett, Yeo, or ...
The wind (Eugene Field Poem)
(THE TALE) Cometh the Wind from the garden, fragrant and full of sweet singing-- Under my tree where I sit ...
The doll’s wooing (Eugene Field Poems)
The little French doll was a dear little doll Tricked out in the sweetest of dresses; Her eyes were of ...
Madge: Ye Hoyden (Eugene Field Poem)
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee-- "Now marke this rede," they bade her ...
The Nightingale (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
Bojangles And Jo (James A. Emanuel Poem)
Stairstep music: ups, downs, Bill Robinson smiling, jazzdancing the rounds. She raised champagne lips, danced inside banana hips. All Paris ...
God of the Open Air (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Thou who hast made thy dwelling fair With flowers beneath, above with starry lights, And set thine altars everywhere,-- ...
The Barrier (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
The Midnight wooed the Morning Star, And prayed her: "Love come nearer; Your swinging coldly there afar To me but ...
The Malay — took the Pearl (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Malay -- took the Pearl -- Not -- I -- the Earl -- I -- feared the Sea -- ...
Don’t Tell the World that You’re Waiting for Me (Eliza Cook Poems)
THREE summers have gone since the first time we met, love, And still 'tis in vain that I ask thee ...
At Bordj-an-Nus (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
El Arabi! El Arabi! Burn in thy brilliance, mine own! O Beautiful! O Barbarous! Seductive as a serpent is That ...
At Bordj-an-Nus (Aleister Crowley Poem)
El Arabi! El Arabi! Burn in thy brilliance, mine own! O Beautiful! O Barbarous! Seductive as a serpent is That ...
Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
Remembrances (John Clare Poem)
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
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 ...
Maid of Athens, ere we part (Lord Byron Poem)
Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, oh, give back my heart! Or, since that has left my breast, Keep ...
THE DANCE OF DEATH (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
CARRYING bouquet, and handkerchief, and gloves, Proud of her height as when she lived, she moves With all the careless ...
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 ...
By The Fire-Side (Robert Browning Poem)
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...