Turkey-Cock (D H Lawrence Poems)
YOU ruffled black blossom,You glossy dark wind.Your sort of gorgeousness,Dark and lustrousAnd skinny repulsiveAnd poppy-glossy,Is the gorgeousness that evokes my ...
Arrogance Poems (122 Poems)
To My Son (Baruyr Sevag Poems)
Whether with me, or without me, my dearest one, you will still grow, With my help or without my help, ...
Ode To The Confederate Dead (Allen Tate Poems)
Row after row with strict impunityThe headstones yield their names to the element,The wind whirs without recollection;In the riven troughs ...
Peripeteia (Anthony Hecht Poems)
Of course, the familiar rustling of programs, My hair mussed from behind by a grand gesture Of mink. A little ...
Seascape (Francis Brett Young Poems)
Over that morn hung heaviness, until,Near sunless noon, we heard the ship's bell beatingA melancholy staccato on dead metal;Saw the ...
Childhood (Anne Bradstreet Poems)
Ah me! conceiv'd in sin, and born in sorrow,A nothing, here to day, but gone to morrow,Whose mean beginning, blushing ...
The Clerk (C J Dennis Poems)
The unsoiled hand, the sleek, black coat, The senile, ledger-haunted hours,The knowledge that my freeman's vote Is humbly cast to ...
Bare Fig-Trees (D H Lawrence Poems)
FIG-TREES, weird fig-treesMade of thick smooth silver,Made of sweet, untarnished silver in the sea-southern air--I say untarnished, but I mean ...
To My Canary (Dun Karm Poems)
What was it that made us meet in this house so peaceful?You probably do not know, yellow bird;Nor do you ...
A Rhyme Of The Roads (Donald Marquis Poems)
PEARL-SLASHED and purple and crimson and fringed with gray mist of the hills, The pennons of morning advance to the ...
To The Student (Albery Allson Whitman Poems)
Who flees the regions of the lower mind,Where these distempers breathe on every wind:Infectious dogmatisms, noxious hate,Old snarly spleen, and ...
All Flesh (Francis Thompson Poems)
I do not need the skies' Pomp, when I would be wise; For pleasaunce nor to use Heaven's champaign ...
Wisdom’s Haunts (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
Way out in the woods there are brothers who readBy the light of a candle, in Greek, And in far ...
Convalescence (C J Dennis Poems)
Underneath a tree I lie,Watching with lack lustre eye, All those little trivial things Weakness after sickness brings;Watching birds flit ...
Apathy Is Ascribed To The Modest Man (Bhartrihari Poems)
Apathy is ascribed to the modest man, Fraud to the devout, ...
Dirge (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Boys and girls that held her dear, Do your weeping now; All you loved of her lies here. Brought to earth the arrogant brow, And the withering tongue Chastened; do your weeping now. Sing whatever songs are sung, Wind whatever wreath, For a playmate perished young, For a spirit spent in death. Boys and girls that held her dear, All you loved of her lies here.(Edna St. Vincent Millay)
The Cow (Bernard O Dowd Poems)
THIS is a rune I ravelled in the still, Arrogant stare of an Australian cow- 'These prankt intruders of the ...
Pithecanthropus Erectus (Arthur Guiterman Poems)
The primitive Pithecanthropus erectus,With whom the ethnologists rightly connect us, Defended his own By cudgel and stone.Why isn't ...
More Sonnets At Christmas I (Allen Tate Poems)
To Denis DevlinAgain the native hour lets down the locksUncombed and black, but gray the bobbing beard;Ten years ago His ...
Nemesis (Arthur Henry Adams Poems)
All things must fade. There is for cities tall The same tomorrow as for daffodils: Time's wind, that casts the ...
The Stars. (Arthur Henry Adams Poems)
THE terrible tranquillity of space!My soul shrinks back in sudden doubt. I fearThe myriad eyes that through the ether peer,And ...
Song (Untitled #3) (George Meredith Poems)
Fair and false! No dawn will greet Thy waking beauty as of old; The little flower beneath thy feet Is ...
I Will Put Chaos Into Fourteen Lines (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
I will put Chaos into fourteen lines And keep him there; and let him thence escape If he be lucky; ...
The New Woman. (Arthur Henry Adams Poems)
THE stone that all the sullen centuries,With sluggish hands and massive fingers rude,Against the sepulchre of womanhoodHad sternly held, she ...
A Clock Stopped – Not The Mantel’s (Emily Dickinson Poems)
A clock stopped — not the mantel's Geneva's farthest skillCan't put the puppet bowing That just now dangled still.An awe ...
The Way Of Love (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THE butterfly loves the rose,He flutters around her bed,Till the soft curled leaves unclose,And she raises her darling head.He whispers ...
Prayer To Persephone (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Be to her, Persephone,All the things I might not be:Take her head upon your knee.She that was so proud and ...
The Pro-Consuls (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The overfaithful sword returns the user His heart's desire at price of his heart's blood. The clamour of the arrogant ...
Mesopotamia (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
1917 They shall not return to us, the resolute, the young, The eager and whole-hearted whom we gave: But the ...
On The Death Of Mr. Robert Levet, A Practiser In Physic (Samuel Johnson Poem)
CONDEMN'D to Hope's delusive mine, As on we toil from day to day, By sudden blasts or slow decline Our ...