Sonnet LXVIII. Written At Frankfort. (Henry Alford Poems)
No voice is heard along the city--street Of men, nor tramp of horse; but the night long Yon nightingale fills all the ...
Birds Poems (5078 Poems)
Gertrude (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
When first I gazed on GERTRUDE'S face, Beheld her loveliness and grace; Her brave gray eyes, her raven hair, Her ways, more winsome ...
A Rebus (Phillis Wheatley Poems)
I.A bird delicious to the taste,On which an army once did feast, Sent by an hand unseen;A creature of the horned ...
The Enchanted Realm Of Joy (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Oh! I am sick of the ennui that comes of the earth,All tasteless its landscapes--and charmless its mirth.Away, swift away, ...
Sometime (Ina Donna Coolbrith Poems)
UNTO the earth the Summer comes again:She has, to quench her thirst, the dews and rain;She has glad light about ...
Fancy (Jean Ingelow Poems)
O fancy, if thou flyest, come back anon, Thy fluttering wings are soft as love's first word, And fragrant as the feathers ...
Mockery (Louis Untermeyer Poems)
God, I return to You on April days When along country roads You walk with me, And my faith blossoms like the ...
The Way of It (R S Thomas Poems)
With her fingers she turns paintinto flowers, with her bodyflowers into a remembranceof herself. She is at workalways, mending the ...
I Write About The Butterfly (Louisa May Alcott Poems)
"I write about the butterfly, It is a pretty thing; And flies about like the birds, But it does not sing. "First it is ...
Estranged (James Benjamin Kenyon Poems)
THEY met, and all the world was fair;Fair, too, were they as any pairOf birds of paradise;They met, and never ...
Hills Of The West (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Hills of the west, that gird Forest and farm,Home of the nestling bird, Housing from harm,When on your tops is heard Storm:Hills of ...
Going For The Milk (Mary Webb Poems)
Going for the milk--A toddling child with skin like curds,On a May morning in a charm of birds:Going for the ...
The Starry Host (John Lancaster Spalding Poems)
THE COUNTLESS stars, which to our human eyeAre fixed and steadfast, each in proper place,Forever bound to changeless points in ...
Mr. Cogito and the Imagination (Zbigniew Herbert Poems)
Mr. Cogito never trustedtricks of the imaginationthe piano at the top of the Alpsplayed false concerts for himhe didn't appreciate ...
The Secret (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
WHAT says the wind to the waving trees?What says the wave to the river?What means the sigh in the passing ...
The Little Bird (John Pringle Poems)
Come, tell me now, sweet little bird,Who deck'd thy wings with gold?Who fashion'd so thy tiny form,And bade thy wings ...
“One Touch Of Nature” (Ina Donna Coolbrith Poems)
LARK'S song dropped from heaven,A rose's breath at noon;A still, sweet stream that flows and flowsBeneath a still, sweet moon:A ...
Lover’s Gifts XIX: It Is Written In The Book (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
It is written in the book that Man, when fifty, must leave thenoisy world, to go to the forest seclusion. ...
In Winter, With The Book We Read In Spring (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
The blackberry's bloom, when last we went this way,Veiled all her bowsome rods with trembling white;The robin's sunset breast gave ...
Autumn Days (Lord Alfred Douglas Poems)
I have been through the woods to-dayAnd the leaves were falling,Summer had crept away,And the birds were not calling.And the ...
The Jaybird (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
The Jaybird he's my _favorite_ Of all the birds they is! I think he's quite a stylish sight In that blue suit of ...
A Letter to Louise (John Reed Poems)
Rainy rush of bird-songApple-blossom smokeThin bells water-falling soundWind-rust on the silver pondFurry starring willow wandWan new grasses waking roundBlue bird ...
Attadale, West Highlands (William Ernest Henley Poems)
A black and glassy float, opaque and still,The loch, at furthest ebb supine in sleep,Reversing, mirrored in its luminous deepThe ...
The New Man (Jones Very Poems)
THE hands must touch and handle many things,The eyes long waste their glances all in vain;The feet course still in ...
A Pastoral. (Nicholas Breton Poems)
Sweet birds! that sit and sing among the shady valleys,And see how sweetly Phyllis walks amid her garden alleys,Go round ...
Statue And Birds (Louise Bogan Poems)
Here, in the withered arbor, like the arrested wind,Straight sides, carven knees,Stands the statue, with hands flung out in alarmOr ...
Cynddylan on a Tractor (R S Thomas Poems)
Ah, you should see Cynddylan on a tractor.Gone the old look that yoked him to the soil,He's a new man ...
To The Next One (Marina Ivanova Tsvetaeva Poems)
Tender caresses of kind little sistersAre ready for you.With the birds' songs, O the charmed prince,We're waiting for you.Branch drunk ...
Quo Vadis? (John Bannister Tabb Poems)
The sedge was sere; the water still,As waiting for the wintry chill;When, shadow-like along the hill,She moved alone.The owl, upon ...
My heart shall be thy garden (Alice Meynell Poems)
My heart shall be thy garden. Come, my own,Into thy garden; thine be happy hoursAmong my fairest thoughts, my tallest ...