But Most Thy Light (John Freeman Poems)
I know how fire burns,How from the wrangling fumesRose and amber blooms, And slowly dies.Nothing's so swift as fire,There's nothing alive ...
Smoking Poems (207 Poems)
A Swinburnian Interlude (Robert Fuller Murray Poems)
Short space shall be hereafterEre April brings the hourOf weeping and of laughter,Of sunshine and of shower,Of groaning and of ...
Dawn In Summer (James Thomson Poems)
When now no more th' alternate twins are fired,And Cancer reddens with the solar blaze,Short is the doubtful empire of ...
Grant-1885 (John Boyle O Reilly Poems)
BLESSED are Pain, the smiter,And Sorrow, the uniter!For one afflicted lies-A symboled sacrifice-And all our rancor dies!No North, no South! ...
By The Fireside : Gaspar Becerra (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
By his evening fire the artist Pondered o'er his secret shame;Baffled, weary, and disheartened, Still he mused, and dreamed of fame.'T was ...
The Hills Of Home (Malcolm Hemphrey Poems)
Oh! yon hills are filled with sunlight, and the green leaves paled to gold,And the smoking mists of Autumn hanging faintly o'er ...
Dear Deborah, (Deborah Ager Poems)
They tell me that your hearthas been found in Iowa,pumping along Interstate 35.Do you want it back?When the cold comes ...
The Train Is Coming (James Avis Bartley Poems)
The train is coming, coming, It whistles, don't you hear?I saw the smoking engine, And soon they will be here.The train is ...
Poem from a Picture (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
(Children at play on a French Battlefield)"When I was a child,"You shall tell one day,Children, on these blackened fieldsGallantly at ...
Wild Grapes (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
The old orchard, full of smoking air,Full of sour marsh and broken boughs, is there,But kept no more by vanished ...
In High Noon’s Heat (Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov Poems)
In high noon's heat in a Caucasian valleyI lay quite still, a bullet in my breast;The smoke still rose from ...
To The Favorites Of Violence (Jurgis Baltrusaitis Poems)
Let the headsman's black axe severThe thread of life the Highest spun;Immortal thought it will not bring to ruin,The spirit's ...
The Dream (Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov Poems)
In noon's heat, in a dale of DagestanWith lead inside my breast, stirless I lay;The deep wound still smoked on; ...
Friar’s Song (William Makepeace Thackeray Poems)
Some love the matin-chimes, which tellThe hour of prayer to sinner:But better far's the mid-day bell,Which speaks the hour of ...
Lighting The Fire (John Freeman Poems)
You were a gipsy as you bentYour dark hair over the black grate.Hardly the west light above the hillShowed your ...
Next Turn (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
No pause! The buried pipes ring out,The flour-faced Antic runs from sight;Now Columbine, with scarlet pout,Floats in the smoking moon ...
The Man Who Feigns Deafness (Nguyen Khuyen Poems)
There's a man I know who feigns deafness.He throws such wild looks that you think him dumb as well.Who is ...
149th Chorus (Jack Kerouac Poems)
I keep falling in love with my mother,I dont want to hurt her—Of all people to hurt.Every time I see her she's ...
“The Rice was under Water” (Laurence Hope Poems)
The Rice was under water, and the land was scourged with rain,The nights were desolation, and the day was born ...
In A Peasant Hut (Ivan Nikitin Poems)
Sultry dampness--pine chips smoking,Off-scourings a span length,In the corners webs of spiders,Smut on dish and bench.Sooty black the bare wall, ...
Victims (John Bannister Tabb Poems)
Behold, throughout the land,On many a smoking pyreThe maple-martyrs standAblaze in autumn fire.The winds are hushed in prayer,Till, falling one ...
Ye Wearie Wayfarer [A Dedication to the author of Holmby House” (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
Hippodromani (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
Part IVisions in the SmokeRest, and be thankful! On the verge Of the tall cliff rugged and grey,But whose granite ...
The Fall Of Nineveh. Book The Twenty-Second (Edwin Atherstone Poems)
But not all unprepared were found the Medes. With restless foot, Belesis through the night, Still to and fro had ...
The Fall Of Nineveh. Book The Twenty-Sixth (Edwin Atherstone Poems)
Resplendent as on that great morn he rose, When, from the inmost depth of heaven's immense, The bright eternal solitude ...
The Dance To Death. Act I (Emma Lazarus Poems)
A Historical Tragedy in Five Acts.This play is dedicated, in profound veneration and respect, to thememory of George Eliot, the ...
The Minte of deformities (C G Gent Poems)
No Thrasion harpe, but a steeld furious whippe, no Nightingales, but Mandrakes shreeking sound,Adastors snakes to make these Thrasors skippe: ...
The Fall Of Nineveh. Book The Twenty-Fourth (Edwin Atherstone Poems)
Meantime, Arbaces with his captains sat, Anxiously waiting. Wherefore came not back Their heralds, was the wonder: but the truth ...
The Nuptials Of Attila (George Meredith Poems)
IFlat as to an eagle's eye,Earth hung under Attila.Sign for carnage gave he none.In the peace of his disdain,Sun and ...
The Runaway (Albery Allson Whitman Poems)
Awake, my muse, ye goodly sights among,The land of Boone and Kenton claims my song.Thro' other scenes our lovers take ...