Lines (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
On the death of Captain Hiram A. Coats, my old schoolmate and friend.Dead? or is it a dream--Only the voice ...
God Poems (16918 Poems)
A spider and a fly (Muhammad Iqbal Poems)
One day a spider said to a fly"Though you pass this way dailyMy hut has never been honored by youBy ...
April (Remy Belleau Poems)
April, pride of woodland ways,Of glad days,April, bringing hope of prime,To the young flowers that beneathTheir bud sheathAre guarded in ...
A Rhyme Of Friends (Robert Graves Poems)
(In a Style Skeltonical)Listen now this timeShortly to my rhymeThat herewith startsAbout certain kind heartsIn those stricken partsThat lie behind ...
The Struggle (Khristo Botev Poems)
In sorrow youth passes, in sorrows and pains,Angrily boils the blood in the veins;Lowering brows - the mind cannot see,Is ...
Against Swearing (Rees Prichard Poems)
His clothes were rent by each indignant Jew,When any dar'd Jehovah's name blaspheme:But many Christians no emotion shew,When any, now, ...
Rose Lorraine (Henry Kendall Poems)
Sweet water-moons, blown into lightsOf flying gold on pool and creek,And many sounds and many sightsOf younger days are back ...
In the Sierra Nevada (Kate Seymour Maclean Poems)
I lift my spirit to your cloudy thrones, And feel it broaden to your vast expanse, Oh! mountains, so immeasurably old, Crowned with ...
A Poet’s Epitaph (William Wordsworth Poems)
Art thou a Statist in the vanOf public conflicts trained and bred?--First learn to love one living man;'Then' may'st thou ...
To A Village Church (Mary Jane Jewsbury Poems)
Sainted spot,With peace and love and hope imbued!Alaric A. Watts.WHY art thou precious, fane obscure,Undecked by nature, art, or pride,The ...
Turner’s Old Temeraire (James Russell Lowell Poems)
UNDER A FIGURE SYMBOLIZING THE CHURCHThou wast the fairest of all man-made things;The breath of heaven bore up thy cloudy ...
Voices of Hope (Kate Seymour Maclean Poems)
It is the hither side, O Hope,And afternoon; our shadows slopeBackward along the mountain cope.The early morning was so sweet,We ...
Ode for Memorial Day (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
DONE are the toils and the wearisome marches, Done is the summons of bugle and drum.Softly and sweetly the sky overarches, Shelt'ring ...
Forgive And Forget (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
When streams of unkindness, as bitter as gall, Bubble up from the heart to the tongue,And Meekness is writhing in torment ...
Ballad Of A Child (John Gneisenau Neihardt Poems)
Yearly thrilled the plum treeWith the mother-mood;Every June the rose stockBore her wonder-child:Every year the wheatlandsReared a golden brood:World of ...
Chavez (Mildred Isabel McNeal-Sweeney Poems)
So hath he fallen, the Endymion of the air, And so lies down in slumber lapped for aye.Diana, passing, found his ...
On The Death Of Edward Payson, D.D. (Nathaniel Parker Willis Poems)
A servant of the living God is dead! His errand hath been well and early done, And early hath he gone to ...
Henry Martyn At Shiraz (Henry Alford Poems)
A vision of the bright Shiraz, of Persian bards the theme: The vine with bunches laden hangs o'er the crystal stream; The ...
Above The Storm (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THE winds of the winter have breathed their dirgesFar over the wood and the leaf-strown plain;They have passed, forlorn, by ...
The Realm Of Azure (Ivan Turgenev Poems)
O realm of azure! O realm of light and colour, of youth and happiness! Ihave beheld thee in dream. We ...
A Song. — In Robert Bruce’s Days. To the tune of Cumbernald-house (James Wilson Claudero Poems)
In Robert Bruce's Days,The Flemings wore the Bays.Their Courage it surpassed monny:For they the Dagger drew,And serv'd their King ay ...
The Origin of Trades (Voltaire Poems)
When with a skilful hand Prometheus madeA statue that the human form displayed,Pandora, his own work, to wed he chose,And ...
Santa Christina (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
Saints are God's flowers, fragrant souls That His own hand hath planted,Not in some far-off heavenly place, Or solitude enchanted,But here and ...
Autumn. (Marietta Holley Poems)
How the sumac banners bent, dripping as if with blood, What a mournful presence brooded upon the slumbrous air;A mocking-bird screamed ...
The Naturalist’s Summer-Evening Walk (Gilbert White Poems)
To Thomas Pennant, Esquire.... equidem credo, quia sit divinitus illisIngenium.Virg., Georg.When day declining sheds a milder gleam,What time the may-fly ...
Christie’s Portrait (Gerald Massey Poems)
YOUR tiny picture makes me yearn; We are so far apart!My Darling, I can only turn And kiss you in my heart.A ...
The Red Feast (Ralph Chaplin Poems)
Go fight, you fools! Tear up the earth with strife And spill each others guts upon the field; Serve unto death the ...
A SPEECH, MADE TO the Kings Maiestie comming in his Progress to Rippon, the 15. of Aprill, 1617 (John Ashmore Poems)
High Iove, with all the gods together met,To see (great King) thy comming to this Town,The casements large of heaven ...
Delio Patri (John Lawson Stoddard Poems)
Once more Lake Como's storied isle Reveals the Roman past!Again a stone of classic style The spade hath upward cast;How can such ...
The Road That Has No End (Joseph Burrows Poems)
HAST ever tramped along the road That has no end?The far brown winding road,-your one Fast friendA tattered weather-beaten swag, A silent mate To ...