In Remembrance Of Joseph Sturge (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
In the fair land o'erwatched by Ischia's mountains,Across the charmed bayWhose blue waves keep with Capri's silver fountainsPerpetual holiday,A king ...
Games Poems (175 Poems)
Friday, The Toilette (Mary Wortley Montagu Poems)
LYDIA.Now twenty springs had cloth'd the Park with green,Since Lydia knew the blossom of fifteen;No lovers now her morning hours ...
Australia’s Pride (William Thomas Goodge Poems)
Now Pat Ahearne, of IngleburnUpon the Castlereagh,Was flush of cash and very 'flash'As shearer-persons say.At Yankee grab his luck was ...
Johnson’ s Wonder (Henry Lawson Poems)
I'D been right round by overlands to see the world and life,And on the boat at Plymouth I met Johnson ...
Acle At The Grave Of Nero (George W Sands Poems)
It is a circumstance connected with the history of Nero, thatevery spring and summer, for many years after his death, ...
Three Graves (John Boyle O Reilly Poems)
HOW did he live, this dead man here,With the temple above his grave?He lived as a great one, from cradle ...
The Call To Bran (Lady Augusta Gregory Poems)
One time Bran, son of Febal, was out by himself near his dun, and heheard music behind him. And it ...
“The rank stench of those bodies haunts me still” (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
The rank stench of those bodies haunts me stillAnd I remember things I'd best forget.For now we've marched to a ...
Written April The 18th, 1796 (Matilda Betham Poems)
THE beauteous queen of social love,Descending from the realms above,Through the wide space of ether flew,With care this little world ...
The Tears of Old May Day (John Logan Poems)
Led by the jocund train of vernal hoursAnd vernal airs, uprose the gentle May;Blushing she rose, and blushing rose the ...
To A Revolutionar (Maxwell Bodenheim Poems)
Violets peer out in streaksOn the covered ribsOf hills, and meet the airIn a million tremblingLips on fields throughout the ...
The Priceless Things (John Boyle O Reilly Poems)
THOSE are vulgar things we pay for, be they stones for crowns of kings;While the precious and the peerless are ...
The Lost Arctic (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Poor Arctic! once awhile my floating home Full of kind faces, my right royal yacht, Alas! how swift and terrible a lotHas ...
Rough Rider “Bucky” O’Neill (Joseph Ignatius Constantine Clarke Poems)
When the cresset of war blazed over the land,And a call rang fierce thro the West,Saying, "Rough Riders, come to ...
Flight To Nature (William Gilmore Simms Poems)
SICK of the crowd, the toil, the strife,Sweet Nature, how I turn to thee,Seeking for renovated life,By brawling brook and ...
Glory (Robert Pinsky Poems)
Pindar, poet of the victories, fitted namesAnd legends into verses for the chorus to sing:Names recalled now only in the ...
The Story Of The Cat That Played With The Candle Flame (Ozdemir Asaf Poems)
IA candle was burning in the room of a house.There was a cat in the house too.As nights went by ...
Boy And Squirrel (Juliana Horatia Ewing Poems)
Oh boy, down there, I can't believe that what they say is true!We squirrels surely cannot have an enemy in ...
On A Train (Michael Earls Poems)
(For Christine and Tom)Oases are charming 'mid the Afric sands,Beautiful is summer after rain;But the sweetest blossoms may be eyes ...
Old Spring Hill (John Charles McNeill Poems)
I wonder who the children are That troop to school these daysAlong the old McDuffie path That winds through woody waysAnd leads ...
The V. N. And C. I. (Maggie Pogue Johnson Poems)
Near the City of Petersburg,As seen by the passers-by,In the neighborhood of Ettricks,Stands the V. N. and C. I.A building ...
The Beginning (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
"Where have I come from, where did you pick me up?" the baby askedits mother. She answered, half crying, half laughing, ...
Our Yard (Joseph Pullman Porter Poems)
You ought'er come over to our yard.Oh boy! But we have fun!We've got a dandy place to playAn' when our ...
Hymn (For Boys’ Voices) (C. S. Lewis Poems)
All the things magicians doCould be done by me and youFreely, if we only knew.Human children every dayCould play at ...
Because Your Eyes Were Two Flames (Verse XIX) (Jose Marti Poems)
Because your eyes were two flamesAnd your brooch wasn't pinned right,I thought you had spent the nightIn playing forbidden games.Because ...
Home (Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev Poems)
The merciless fire devouredThe house of my childhood games.I needed to overcome sorrow,And sailed on the golden-mast boat.I played on ...
Playthings (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
Child, how happy you are sitting in the dust, playing with a broken twig all the morning. I smile at your ...
The Song Of The Children (Gilbert Keith Chesterton Poems)
The World is ours till sunset, Holly and fire and snow;And the name of our dead brother Who loved us long ago.The ...
Work (Louis James Block Poems)
AH, blessedness of work! the aimless mind,Left to pursue at will its fancies wild,Returns at length, like some play-wearied child,Unto ...
I Flee The City, Temples, And Each Place (Louise Labe Poems)
I flee the city, temples, and each placewhere you took pleasure in your own lament,where you used every forceful argumentto ...