Otho The Great – Act V (John Keats Poems)
SCENE I. A part of the Forest.Enter CONRAD and AURANTHE.Auranthe. Go no further; not a step more; thou artA master-plague ...
Poems about you-you (18 Poems)
Black Lizzie (Henry Kendall Poems)
THE GLOVED and jewelled bards who sing Of Pippa, Maud, and Dorothea,Have hardly done the handsome thing For you, my inky Cytherea.Flower ...
Uncle Mart’s Poem (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
THE OLD SNOW-MANHo! the old Snow-Man That Noey Bixler made!He looked as fierce and sassy As a soldier on parade!--'Cause Noey, when ...
Everyday Characters I – The Vicar (Winthrop Mackworth Praed Poems)
Some years ago, ere time and tasteHad turned our parish topsy-turvy,When Darnel Park was Darnel Waste,And roads as little known ...
Disobedience (Menella Bute Smedley Poems)
Says he, "I'll take my father's gun,Obedience is absurd;And would not it be awful funIf I could shoot a bird!"Says ...
To One in Grief (Katharine Tynan Poems)
SIMON the Cyrenean bore The Cross of Christ up Calvary Hill.Blessed be Simon's lot before Honour and ease and world's good-willYou,--you would ...
Mrs. Merdle Describeth Her Doctor (Horatio Alger Jr Poems)
But he's an old fogy, you may know by this sign-- He don't smoke tobacco, drink lager or wine; And swears that ...
A Good-Bye (Edith Nesbit Poems)
FAREWELL! How soon unmeasured distance rolls Its leaden clouds between our parted souls! How little to each other now are ...
At The Last (Edith Nesbit Poems)
Where are you--you whose loving breathAlone can stay my soul from death?The world's so wide, I seek it through,Yet--dare I ...
A Pict Song (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Rome never looks where she treads. Always her heavy hooves fall On our stomachs, our hearts or our heads; And ...
Andrea del Sarto (Robert Browning Poem)
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
To One Shortly to Die. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 FROM all the rest I single out you, having a message for you: You are to die-Let others tell ...
To a Contemporary Bunkshooter (Carl Sandburg Poems)
YOU come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you get that stuff? What ...
The Clinging Vine (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
"Be calm? And was I frantic? You'll have me laughing soon. I'm calm as this Atlantic, And quiet as the ...
Sainte-Nitouche (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
Though not for common praise of him, Nor yet for pride or charity, Still would I make to Vanderberg One ...
The Return of Morgan and Fingal (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
And there we were together again- Together again, we three: Morgan, Fingal, fiddle, and all, They had come for the ...