The Plate Of Gold (James Henry Leigh Hunt Poems)
One day there fell in great Benares' temple-courtA wondrous plate of gold, whereon these words were writ;"To him who loveth ...
Poems about wrangled (15 Poems)
Boomer Johnson (Henry Herbert Knibbs Poems)
Now Mr. Boomer Johnson was a gettin' old in spots,But you don't expect a bad man to go wrastlin' pans ...
A Dream Of Autumn (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Mellow hazes, lowly trailing Over wood and meadow, veiling Somber skies, with wildfowl sailing Sailor-like to foreign lands; And the north-wind overleaping Summer's brink, and ...
To The Additional Examiner For 1875 (James Clerk Maxwell Poems)
Queen Cram went strayingWhere Tait was swaying,In just hands weighing,With care immense,Dry proofs made pleasantBy Routh or BesantFor one who ...
To Flora (John Hay Poems)
When April woke the drowsy flowers, And vagrant odors thronged the breeze,And bluebirds wrangled in the bowers, And daisies flashed along the ...
Dante At Verona (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
Behold, even I, even I am Beatrice.(Div. Com. Purg. xxx.)OF Florence and of BeatriceServant and singer from of old,O'er Dante's ...
Sea Dreams (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)
A city clerk, but gently born and bred;His wife, an unknown artist's orphan child—One babe was theirs, a Margaret, three ...
The Ballad Of The (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
It was the steamship Dinkinbar,From the Gulf of MexicoFor Liverpool in time of warWith a thousand mules below,And a bunch ...
Billy’s Yarn (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Oo seen her off? . . . "Me," says the tide,"I 'ad to, for why, there was no one ...
The Bell Mare (Bruce Kiskaddon Poems)
She was nothin' much to look at, that there old fleabitten gray.She'd a cranky disposition, but you liked her any ...
Introductory (Bruce Kiskaddon Poems)
These are just a few rhymes of old friends and old times,And I hope before I am through -Just once ...
God lay dead in heaven (Stephen Crane Poem)
God lay dead in heaven; Angels sang the hymn of the end; Purple winds went moaning, Their wings drip-dripping With ...
258. Epistle to James Tennant of Glenconner (Robert Burns Poems)
AULD comrade dear, and brither sinner, How's a' the folk about Glenconner? How do you this blae eastlin wind, That's ...
Sea Dreams (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
A city clerk, but gently born and bred; His wife, an unknown artist's orphan child-- One babe was theirs, a ...
The Trail Of Ninety-Eight (Robert William Service Poems)
Gold! We leapt from our benches. Gold! We sprang from our stools. Gold! We wheeled in the furrow, fired with ...