Song of the Open Road. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path ...
Characters Poems (296 Poems)
And Death Shall Have No Dominion (Dylan Thomas Poems)
And death shall have no dominion. Dead mean naked they shall be one With the man in the wind and ...
Jubilate Agno: Fragment B, Part 3 (Christopher Smart Poems)
For a Man is to be looked upon in that which he excells as on a prospect. For there be ...
Sonnet XI (Alan Seeger Poems)
When among creatures fair of countenance Love comes enformed in such proud character, So far as other beauty yields to ...
The Truth of Woman (Sir Walter Scott Poems)
Woman's faith, and woman's trust - Write the characters in the dust; Stamp them on the running stream, Print them ...
The Choice (Robert William Service Poems)
Some inherit manly beauty, Some come into worldly wealth; Some have lofty sense of duty, Others boast exultant health. Though ...
A Character (Robert William Service Poems)
How often do I wish I were What people call a character; A ripe and cherubic old chappie Who lives ...
The Planet On The Table (Wallace Stevens Poems)
Ariel was glad he had written his poems. They were of a remembered time Or of something seen that he ...
Sonnet LIX (William Shakespeare Poems)
If there be nothing new, but that which is Hath been before, how are our brains beguiled, Which, labouring for ...
A Lover’s Complaint (William Shakespeare Poems)
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this ...
Sonnet 59: If there be nothing new, but that which is (William Shakespeare Poems)
If there be nothing new, but that which is Hath been before, how are our brains beguiled, Which, labouring for ...
An Essay On Criticism (Alexander Pope Poems)
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
Shirt (Robert Pinsky Poems)
The back, the yoke, the yardage. Lapped seams, The nearly invisible stitches along the collar Turned in a sweatshop by ...
When We Were Here Together (Kenneth Patchen Poems)
when we were here together in a place we did not know, nor one another. A bit of grass held ...
The Boy Who Laughed At Santa Claus (Ogden Nash Poems)
In Baltimore there lived a boy. He wasn't anybody's joy. Although his name was Jabez Dawes, His character was full ...
The Aboriginal Cricketer (Les Murray Poems)
Mid-9th century Good-looking young man in your Crimean shirt with your willow shield up, as if to face spears, you're ...
On The Borders (Les Murray Poems)
We're driving across tableland somewhere in the world; it is almost bare of trees. Upland near void of features always ...
Towards The Imminent Days (Section 4) (Les Murray Poems)
In my aunt's house, the milk jug's beaded crochet cover tickles the ear. We've eaten boiled things with butter. Pie ...
The Irish Convict’s Return (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Ye mountains and glens of Old Ireland, I've returned home to ye again; During my absence from ye My heart ...
Last Instructions to a Painter (Andrew Marvell Poems)
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
Paradise Lost: Book 08 (John Milton Poems)
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
Amos Sibley (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
Not character, not fortitude, not patience Were mine, the which the village thought I had In bearing with my wife, ...
Intramuros (Roddy Lumsden Poems)
She lies in her well-kept apartment above the spick and span cathedral in the heart of the walled city above ...
The Passion (John Milton Poems)
I Ere-while of Musick, and Ethereal mirth, Wherwith the stage of Ayr and Earth did ring, And joyous news of ...
Watch (Frank Outlaw Poem)
Watch your thoughts, for they become words. Watch your words, for they become actions. Watch your actions, for they become ...
Be Thankful (Poem)
Be thankful that you don't already have everything you desire. If you did, what would there be to look forward ...