The Hearth Eternal (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
There dwelt a widow learned and devout, Behind our hamlet on the eastern hill. Three sons she had, who went ...
Time Poems (10900 Poems)
Ode To The Johns Hopkins University (Sidney Lanier Poems)
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...
The Simple Truth (Philip Levine Poems)
I bought a dollar and a half's worth of small red potatoes, took them home, boiled them in their jackets ...
The Eagle That is Forgotten (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Sleep softly ... eagle forgotten ... under the stone. Time has its way with you there, and the clay has ...
When Gassy Thompson Struck It Rich (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
He paid a Swede twelve bits an hour Just to invent a fancy style To spread the celebration paint So ...
Opposition (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Of fret, of dark, of thorn, of chill, Complain no more; for these, O heart, Direct the random of the ...
Heaven (Philip Levine Poems)
If you were twenty-seven and had done time for beating our ex-wife and had no dreams you remembered in the ...
The Dandelion (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
O DANDELION, rich and haughty, King of village flowers! Each day is coronation time, You have no humble hours. I ...
Venus of the Louvre (Emma Lazarus Poems)
Down the long hall she glistens like a star, The foam-born mother of Love, transfixed to stone, Yet none the ...
Owl Against Robin (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Frowning, the owl in the oak complained him Sore, that the song of the robin restrained him Wrongly of slumber, ...
Those Were The Days (Philip Levine Poems)
The sun came up before breakfast, perfectly round and yellow, and we dressed in the soft light and shook out ...
The Perfect Marriage (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
I I hate this yoke; for the world's sake here put it on: Knowing 'twill weigh as much on you ...
Thar’s More In the Man Than Thar Is In The Land (Sidney Lanier Poems)
I knowed a man, which he lived in Jones, Which Jones is a county of red hills and stones, And ...
Special Pleading (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Time, hurry my Love to me: Haste, haste! Lov'st not good company? Here's but a heart-break sandy waste 'Twixt Now ...
Call It Music (Philip Levine Poems)
Some days I catch a rhythm, almost a song in my own breath. I'm alone here in Brooklyn Heights, late ...
Shakespeare (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Would that in body and spirit Shakespeare came Visible emperor of the deeds of Time, With Justice still the genius ...
A Birthday Song. To S. G. (Sidney Lanier Poems)
For ever wave, for ever float and shine Before my yearning eyes, oh! dream of mine Wherein I dreamed that ...
Street Cries (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Oft seems the Time a market-town Where many merchant-spirits meet Who up and down and up and down Cry out ...
In The New Sun (Philip Levine Poems)
Filaments of light slant like windswept rain. The orange seller hawks into the sky, a man with a hat stops ...
Sweet Briars of the Stairways (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
We are happy all the time Even when we fight: Sweet briars of the stairways, Gay fairies of the grime; ...
A Song Of Eternity In Time (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Once, at night, in the manor wood My Love and I long silent stood, Amazed that any heavens could Decree ...
Tampa Robins (Sidney Lanier Poems)
The robin laughed in the orange-tree: "Ho, windy North, a fig for thee: While breasts are red and wings are ...
Songs (Philip Levine Poems)
Dawn coming in over the fields of darkness takes me by surprise and I look up from my solitary road ...
Star of My Heart (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Star of my heart, I follow from afar. Sweet Love on high, lead on where shepherds are, Where Time is ...
Acknowledgment. (Sidney Lanier Poems)
I. O Age that half believ'st thou half believ'st, Half doubt'st the substance of thine own half doubt, And, half ...
The Bee (Sidney Lanier Poems)
What time I paced, at pleasant morn, A deep and dewy wood, I heard a mellow hunting-horn Make dim report ...
The Rains (Philip Levine Poems)
The river rises and the rains keep coming. My Papa says it can't flood for the water can run away ...
A Curse for Kings (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
A curse upon each king who leads his state, No matter what his plea, to this foul game, And may ...
At First. To Charlotte Cushman. (Sidney Lanier Poems)
My crippled sense fares bow'd along His uncompanioned way, And wronged by death pays life with wrong And I wake ...
The Crystal (Sidney Lanier Poems)
At midnight, death's and truth's unlocking time, When far within the spirit's hearing rolls The great soft rumble of the ...