Sonnet CCXXVI: “Why should I fret the passion of this string” (George Henry Boker Poems)
Why should I fret the passion of this string, Singing to ears that fain would have me mute-- I who ...
Singing Poems (1775 Poems)
How? (Franklin Pierce Adams Poems)
How can I work when you play the piano, Feminine person above?How can I think, with your ceaseless soprano Singing: ...
At Waking (Ethelwyn Wetherald Poems)
When I shall go to sleep and wake againAt dawning in another world than this,What will atone to me for ...
Forefathers’ (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
Look back three hundred years and more:A group upon a rock-bound shore,Borne by the Mayflower o'er the sea,Pledged hearts and ...
Cherish You Then The Hope I Shall Forget (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Cherish you then the hope I shall forgetAt length, my lord, Pieria?-put awayFor your so passing sake, this mouth of ...
Souls (Fannie Stearns Davis Poems)
My Soul goes clad in gorgeous things, Scarlet and gold and blue;And at her shoulder sudden wings Like long flames ...
Out of Superstition (Boris Pasternak Poems)
A box of glazed sour fruit compact, My narrow room. And oh the grime of lodging rooms This side the ...
Love At First Sight – (from Philaster) (Beaumont and Fletcher Poems)
Sitting in my window,Pointing my thoughts in lawn, I saw a god,(I thought, but it was you,) enter our gates;My ...
To Mother (Love’s Journey) (Ethel Clifford Poems)
I think the spell is gone from out my singing,The music from my songs,But stilly Belov'd, the best of all ...
Christmas Song (Bliss William Carman Poems)
ABOVE the weary waiting world,Asleep in chill despair,There breaks a sound of joyous bellsUpon the frosted air.And o'er the humblest ...
Morning Has Broken (Eleanor Farjeon Poems)
Morning has broken,Like the first morning,Blackbird has spokenLike the first bird;Praise for the singing,Praise for the morning,Praise for them springingFresh ...
Summer Met Me (Fay Inchfawn Poems)
Summer met me in the glade, With a host of fair princesses,Golden iris, foxgloves staid, Sunbeams flecked their gorgeous dresses.Roses ...
To Rupert Brooke (Eden Phillpotts Poems)
Though we, a happy few,Indubitably knewThat from the purple cameThis poet of pure flame,The world first saw his lightFlash on ...
The Harvest (Aristophanes Poems)
Oh, 'tis sweet, when fields are ringing With the merry cricket's singing, Oft to mark with curious eye ...
Equinox (Benjamin Musser Poems)
Gray rain, gray sand, gray gulls wheeling upOver tumbling mountains of yellow-gray foam;Needle rain of silver crying to the gray ...
Forget (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Forget the sufferingYou caused others.Forget the sufferingOthers caused you.The waters run and run,Springs sparkle and are done,You walk the earth ...
The Combe (Edward Thomas Poems)
The Combe was ever dark, ancient and dark.Its mouth is stopped with brambles, thorn, and briar;And no one scrambles over ...
Song (Bernard Waters Poems)
I KNOW not why we have drifted apart, For I love you as dearly as ever ; Our love was ...
Lullaby (Eliza Lee Follen Poems)
Sleep, my baby, sleep, my boy; Rest your little weary head;'Tis your mother rocks her baby In his little cradle ...
My Ladye’s Eyen (Franklin Pierce Adams Poems)
Poets ther ben in plenteous line yt take ye auncient themeOf singing to a ladye's eyen whiche maken them to ...
A Sea Burthen (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
A ship swingingAs the tide swings, up and down,And men's voices singing, —East away O! West away!And a very long ...
The Bamboo Garden (Edward Powys Mathers Poems)
Old bamboos are about my house,And the floor of my house is untidy with old books.It is sweet to rest ...
Two Songs (Dollie Radford Poems)
WINDS blow cold in the bright March weather,Yet I heard her sing in the street to-day,The tattered garments scarce hung ...
Crossed Oars (Boris Pasternak Poems)
My boat throbbed in the drowsy depths,willows bowed, kissing collarbones,elbows and rowlocks - oh wait, yes,all of this might happen ...
The Ecstatic (Cecil Day Lewis Poems)
Lark, skylark, spilling your rubbed and roundPebbles of sounds in air's still lake,Whose widening circles fill the noon; yet noneIs ...
O, Struck Beneath The Laurel (George Edward Woodberry Poems)
"O, STRUCK beneath the laurel, where the singing fountains are, I saw from heaven falling the ...
The All-Time (Fenton Johnson Poems)
IGod is in the morning,God is in the dawning,God is in the All-time.IIMorning lark is singing,Heaven's harp is ringing,God is ...
The Little Woman Of Clear River (Edward Powys Mathers Poems)
Clear River twists nine times aboutClear River; but so deepThat none can see the green sand.You hear the birds about ...
Build No Roof-Tree (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
Build no roof-tree over thee, Raise nor wall nor rafter, Like the swallows in the eaves, Care will follow after. ...
The Voice Of The Dove (Cincinnatus Hiner Miller Miller Poems)
Come, listen O love, to the voice of the dove, Come, hearken and hear him say, "There are many Tomorrows, ...