Success (Berton Braley Poems)
If you want a thing bad enoughTo go out and fight for it,Work day and night for it,Give up your ...
Poverty Poems (485 Poems)
The Offer (Charles Lamb Poems)
Tell me, would you rather beChanged by a fairy to the fineYoung orphan heiress Geraldine, Or still be Emily? Consider, ...
A Drinking Song (Anonymous British Poems)
Fill the cup, the bowl, the glass,With wine and spirits high,And we will drink, while round they pass,To -- Vice ...
Fons Juventutis (Archbishop William Alexander Poems)
No time shall want its verse superbly wrought,For aye sweet Poesy renews her youth,Hangs songs like hawthorn from the sharpest ...
The Answer (Albert Pike Poems)
Think not, dear husband, that my heart Hath ever blamed thee for its pains;Dearer and closer still thou art,As life's ...
In The Night (George MacDonald Poems)
As to her child a mother calls,"Come to me, child; come near!"Calling, in silent intervals,The Master's voice I hear.But does ...
Cheerful Folk (Edna Jacues Poems)
I like the cheerful folk around,happy lips that brim with song,never fills your ears with woe,never burden you with wrong,they ...
The Widow With The Two Mites (George MacDonald Poems)
Here much and little shift and change,With scale of need and time;There more and less have meanings strange,Which the world ...
Doctors (Anne Sexton Poems)
They work with herbsand penicillinThey work with gentlenessand the scalpel.They dig out the cancer,close an incisionand say a prayerto the ...
The Lady Poverty (Alice Meynell Poems)
The Lady Poverty was fair:But she has lost her looks of late,With change of times and change of air.Ah slattern, ...
Hymn (III) (Alfred Gibbs Campbell Poems)
If Thou, dear Lord, art mine,If I indeed am Thine,Send down Thy holy lightAnd banish all my night.My constant, welcome ...
A Christmas Gift (Donald Marquis Poems)
ALACK-A-DAY for poverty! What jewels my mind doth give to thee! Carved agate stone porphyrogene, Green emerald and beryl green, ...
Sonnet II (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
FULL oft beneath the steril soil conceal'd, The richest veins of golden treasures lie;So genius may, her glory unreveal'd, ...
Rich Man (Franklin Pierce Adams Poems)
The rich man has his motor-car, His country and his town estate. He smokes a fifty-cent cigar ...
Winter, A Sonnet (Anne Hunter Poems)
BEHOLD the gloomy tyrant's awful formBinding the captive earth in icy chains;His chilling breath sweeps o'er the wat'ry plains,Howls in ...
Tragedy (Corrine Roosevelt Robinson Poems)
I am the Tragic Muse; Born of the web of my brain, Lo ! my children shall pass, ...
Sonnet LXXXII. To The Shade Of Burns (Charlotte Smith Poems)
MUTE is thy wild harp, now, O bard sublime!Who, amid Scotia's mountain solitude,Great Nature taught to "build the lofty rhyme,"And ...
T’is So Much Joy (Emily Dickinson Poems)
'T is so much joy! 'T is so much joy!If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as ...
To The True Patroness of all Poetry, Calliope (Francis Beaumont Poems)
It is a statute in deep wisdom's lore,That for his lines none should a patron chuseBy wealth and poverty, by ...
Everyday Alchemy (Genevieve Taggard Poems)
Men go to women mutely for their peace; And they, who lack it most, create it when They make-because they ...
Drinking Alone By Moonlight #2 [from the Chinese] (Arthur Waley Poems)
In the third month the town of Hsien-yangIs thick-spread with a carpet of fallen flowers.Who in Spring can bear to ...
Man, A Torch (George Moses Horton Poems)
Blown up with painful care and hard to light, A glimmering torch blown in a moment out, Suspended by a ...
An Apology For Sadness (Anne C Lynch Poems)
When, in the miser's eager gaze, His countless treasures lie,Then most his coward spirit sinks, With dread of poverty.And when ...
To My Wife (Bai JuYi Poems)
I often sigh over my long white hair.My woman shares my sorrow.She patches up winter clothes under the lampwhile our ...
The Poor Fisherman (Alcaeus Poems)
The fisher Diotimus had, at sea And shore, the same abode of poverty-- His ...
Thou lovest still the poor; oh, blest (Dora Greenwell Poems)
Thou lovest still the poor; oh, blestIn poverty beloved to be!Less lowly is our choice confessed,We love the rich, in ...
Before the Altar (Amy Lowell Poem)
Before the Altar, bowed, he stands With empty hands; Upon it perfumed offerings burn Wreathing with smoke the sacrificial urn. ...
Corny Bill (Henry Lawson Poem)
His old clay pipe stuck in his mouth, His hat pushed from his brow, His dress best fitted for the ...
I’ll tell you what you Wanderers (Henry Lawson Poems)
I'll tell you what you wanderers, who drift from town to town; Don't look into a good girl's eyes, until ...
As far as your Rifles Cover (Henry Lawson Poem)
Do you think, you slaves of a thousand years to poverty, wealth and pride, You can crush the spirit that ...