Captain Craig (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
I I doubt if ten men in all Tilbury Town Had ever shaken hands with Captain Craig, Or called him ...
Food Poems (1269 Poems)
Rembrandt to Rembrandt (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
(AMSTERDAM, 1645) And there you are again, now as you are. Observe yourself as you discern yourself In your discredited ...
The Scottish Engineer (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
With eyes that searched in the dark, Peering along the line, Stood the grim Scotsman, Hector Clark, Driver of "Forty-nine". ...
Chiang Chin Chiu (Li Po Poems)
See the waters of the Yellow River leap down from Heaven, Roll away to the deep sea and never turn ...
To Be of Use (Marge Piercy Poems)
The people I love the best jump into work head first without dallying in the shallows and swim off with ...
The Friend (Marge Piercy Poems)
We sat across the table. he said, cut off your hands. they are always poking at things. they might touch ...
The Seven Of Pentacles (Marge Piercy Poems)
Under a sky the color of pea soup she is looking at her work growing away there actively, thickly like ...
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 ...
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 ...
From an Essay on Man (Alexander Pope Poems)
Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescrib'd, their present state: From brutes what ...
The World (Katherine Philips Poems)
Wee falsely think it due unto our friends, That we should grieve for their too early ends: He that surveys ...
In Plaster (Sylvia Plath Poems)
I shall never get out of this! There are two of me now: This new absolutely white person and the ...
Pursuit (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Dans le fond des forêts votre image me suit. RACINE There is a panther stalks me down: One day I'll ...
Old Schooldays (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Awake, of Muse, the echoes of a day Long past, the ghosts of mem'ries manifold -- Youth's memories that once ...
Santa Claus in the Bush (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
It chanced out back at the Christmas time, When the wheat was ripe and tall, A stranger rode to the ...
April 18 (Sylvia Plath Poems)
the slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull and if my stomach would contract because ...
Ode To Salt (Pablo Neruda Poems)
This salt in the saltcellar I once saw in the salt mines. I know you won't believe me, but it ...
Good-By Now or Pardon My Gauntlet (Ogden Nash Poems)
Bring down the moon for genteel Janet; She's too refined for this gross planet. She wears garments and you wear ...
No Doctor’s Today, Thank You (Ogden Nash Poems)
They tell me that euphoria is the feeling of feeling wonderful, well, today I feel euphorian, Today I have the ...
The Clean Plater (Ogden Nash Poems)
Some singers sing of ladies' eyes, And some of ladies lips, Refined ones praise their ladylike ways, And course ones ...
Fugue (Howard Nemerov Poems)
You see them vanish in their speeding cars, The many people hastening through the world, And wonder what they would ...
The Lobster (Howard Nemerov Poems)
Here at the Super Duper, in a glass tank Supplied by a rill of cold fresh water Running down a ...
NO ONE EVER COMES (Vlanes Poems)
Eupatius thought: "Give him a thousand horses, a thousand bridles of eloquent gold. Wash his feet, feed him well, show ...
The Conqueror Worm (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
Lo! 'tis a gala night Within the lonesome latter years. An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in ...
The Battle of Culloden (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
'Twas in the year of 1746, and in April the 14th day, That Prince Charles Stuart and his army marched ...
The Battle of the Nile (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
'Twas on the 18th of August in the year of 1798, That Nelson saw with inexpressible delight The City of ...
The Blind Girl (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Kind Christians, pray list to me, And I'll relate a sad story, Concerning a little blind girl, only nine years ...
The Sprig of Moss (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
There lived in Munich a poor, weakly youth, But for the exact date, I cannot vouch for the truth, And ...
The Wreck of the Columbine (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Kind Christians, all pay attention to me, And Miss Mouat's sufferings I'll relate to ye; While on board the Columbine, ...
The White Cliffs (Alice Duer Miller Poems)
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...