The Man Against the Sky (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
Between me and the sunset, like a dome Against the glory of a world on fire, Now burned a sudden ...
Ambition Poems (387 Poems)
The Lie (Sir Walter Raleigh Poems)
Go, Soul, the body's guest, Upon a thankless errand; Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy ...
Ainsi Va le Monde (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
[As a Tribute of Esteem and Admiration this Poem is inscribed to ROBERT MERRY, Esq. A. M. Member of the ...
An Essay on Man in Four Epistles: Epistle 1 (Alexander Pope Poems)
To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride ...
Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady (Alexander Pope Poems)
What beck'ning ghost, along the moon-light shade Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade? 'Tis she!--but why that bleeding ...
Essay on Man (Alexander Pope Poems)
The First Epistle Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1) leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of Kings. Let ...
Imitations of Horace: The First Epistle of the Second Book (Alexander Pope Poems)
Ne Rubeam, Pingui donatus Munere (Horace, Epistles II.i.267) While you, great patron of mankind, sustain The balanc'd world, and open ...
Content, To My Dearest Lucasia (Katherine Philips Poems)
Content, the false World's best disguise, The search and faction of the Wise, Is so abstruse and hid in night, ...
Ambition and Art (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Ambition I am the maid of the lustrous eyes Of great fruition, Whom the sons of men that are over-wise ...
Tamerlane (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
Kind solace in a dying hour! Such, father, is not (now) my theme- I will not madly deem that power ...
To Helen 2 (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
I saw thee once- once only- years ago: I must not say how many- but not many. It was a ...
The Dream Of Wearing Shorts Forever (Les Murray Poems)
To go home and wear shorts forever in the enormous paddocks, in that warm climate, adding a sweater when winter ...
By an Autumn Fire (Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems)
Now at our casement the wind is shrilling, Poignant and keen And all the great boughs of the pines between ...
Thomas Ross, Jr. (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
This I saw with my own eyes: A cliff-swallow Made her nest in a hole of the high clay-bank There ...
Upon Appleton House, to My Lord Fairfax (Andrew Marvell Poems)
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
Paradise Lost: Book 04 (John Milton Poems)
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
Paradise Lost: Book 12 (John Milton Poems)
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
Paradise Regained: The Third Book (John Milton Poems)
So spake the Son of God; and Satan stood A while as mute, confounded what to say, What to reply, ...
George Gray (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
I have studied many times The marble which was chiseled for me -- A boat with a furled sail at ...
Albert Schirding (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
Jonas Keene thought his lot a hard one Because his children were all failures. But I know of a fate ...
Robert Davidson (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
I grew spiritually fat living off the souls of men. If I saw a soul that was strong I wounded ...
Eugenia Todd (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
Have any of you, passers-by, Had an old tooth that was an unceasing discomfort? Or a pain in the side ...
To E. (Amy Levy Poems)
The mountains in fantastic lines Sweep, blue-white, to the sky, which shines Blue as blue gems; athwart the pines The ...
To My Little Niece Sally Livingston (Major Henry Livingston, Jr. Poems)
To my little niece Sally Livingston, on the death of a little serenading wren she admired. Hasty pilgrim stop thy ...
The Steeple-Jack (Marianne Moore Poems)
Dürer would have seen a reason for living in a town like this, with eight stranded whales to look at; ...
Paradise Lost: Book 01 (John Milton Poems)
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
Queen Mab in the Village (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Once I loved a fairy, Queen Mab it was. Her voice Was like a little Fountain That bids the birds ...