Songs Of Seven (complete) (Jean Ingelow Poems)
SEVEN TIMES ONE. EXULTATION.There’s no dew left on the daisies and clover, There’s no rain left in heaven:I’ve said my “seven times” ...
Poems about wrapper (16 Poems)
The Song Of Hiawatha VII: Hiawatha’s Sailing (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
"Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree!Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree!Growing by the rushing river,Tall and stately in the ...
Hannah Thomburn (Henry Lawson Poems)
They lifted her out of a story Too sordid and selfish by far,They left me the innocent glory Of love that was pure ...
Poor Housekeeping (Hattie Howard Poems)
If there is one gift that I prize above others, That tinges with brightness whatever I do, And gives to the sombre ...
Scraps (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
There's a habit I have nurtured, From the sentimental timeWhen my life was like a story, And my heart a happy rhyme,--Of ...
When You Have Forgotten Sunday: The Love Story (Gwendolyn Elizabeth Brooks Poems)
-And when you have forgotten the bright bedclothes on a Wednesday and a Saturday,And most especially when you have forgotten ...
The Wynnes Of Wynhavod. Act III (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
Scene I.A Garden on the banks of the Thames, at Fulham, behind the Wynnes' lodgings. Time, evening. Moon and starlight. ...
Hurry Up Please It’s Time (Anne Sexton Poems)
What is death, I ask. What is life, you ask. I give them both my buttocks, my two wheels rolling ...
To Alice–Sit–By–The–Hour II (Franklin Pierce Adams Poems)
(Being the second idyl to an idle idol.)Lady in the blue kimono, May we write of you again?Do not hand ...
The Pobble Who Has No Toes (Edward Lear Poem)
The Pobble who has no toes Had once as many as we; When they said "Some day you may lose ...
Hiawatha’s Sailing (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
"Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree! Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree! Growing by the rushing river, Tall and ...
Round (Weldon Kees Poem)
"Wondrous life!" cried Marvell at Appleton House. Renan admired Jesus Christ "wholeheartedly." But here dried ferns keep falling to the ...
A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books (Robert Frost Poems)
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
Snow (Robert Frost Poem)
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
A Servant to Servants (Robert Frost Poem)
I didn't make you know how glad I was To have you come and camp here on our land. I ...
Hurry Up Please It’s Time (Anne Sexton Poems)
What is death, I ask. What is life, you ask. I give them both my buttocks, my two wheels rolling ...