Magdalena (Marietta Holley Poems)
Who falsely called thee destroyer, still white Angel of Death? Oh not a destroyer here, but a kind restorer, thou,For the ...
Water Poems (4187 Poems)
Merope (Henry Kendall Poems)
FAR in the ways of the hyaline wastes-in the face of the splendidSix of the sisters-the star-dowered sisters ineffably bright,Merope ...
The Sky, Or A Description Of A Fine Evening: August 17. 1808. (Margaretta Wedderburn Poems)
WITH rapture and delight I oft admireJehovah's works that come within my view,Himself exceeding admiration's ken,Or ought that I could ...
The New Church At Wilsden (John Nicholson Poems)
What various temples, since old Time began,Have on this little globe been rear'd bv man !What different kinds of gods ...
November (Robert Nichols Poems)
As I walk the misty hillAll is languid, fogged, and still;Not a note of any birdNor any motion's hint is ...
To Sir Henry Wotton (John Donne Poems)
SIR, more than kisses, letters mingle souls,For thus, friends absent speak. This ease controlsThe tediousness of my life ; but ...
Lake Leman (Harold Monro Poems)
It is the sacred hour: above the far Low emerald hills that northward fold, Calmly, upon the blue the evening star Floats, wreathed ...
The Wives Of Brixham (Menella Bute Smedley Poems)
A TRUE STORYYou see the gentle water,How silently it floats;How cautiously, how steadily,It moves the sleepy boats;And all the little ...
A Landscape (John Cunningham Poems)
Now that summer's ripen'd bloomFrolics where the winter frown'd,Stretch'd upon these banks of broom,We command the landscape round.Nature in the ...
Mercy To Animals (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
O boys and men of British mould, With mother's milk within youA simple word for young and old, A word to warn ...
Brothers (James Weldon Johnson Poems)
See! There he stands; not brave, but with an airOf sullen stupor. Mark him well! Is heNot more like brute ...
Before Death (Mrityu-r Agey) (Jibanananda Das Poems)
We who have walked deserted stubble fields on a December evening,Who have seen over the field's edge a soft river ...
The Epic Of Sadness (Nizar Qabbani Poems)
Your love taught me to grieveand I have been in need, for centuriesa woman to make me grievefor a woman, ...
The Wanderer’s Storm-Song (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
He whom thou ne'er leavest, Genius,Feels no dread within his heartAt the tempest or the rain.He whom thou ne'er leavest, ...
The Ballad Of Nat Turner (Robert Hayden Poems)
Then fled, O brethren, the wicked juba and wandered wandered farfrom curfew joys in the Dismal's night. Fool of St. Elmo's fireIn ...
Temporary City (Nijole Miliauskaite Poems)
walkingin the eveningalong the banksof the creek, as the sky is lighted by the glowfrom the hothouses, farther on the ...
The Wild Hunt (Johannes Carsten Hauch Poems)
When they thought that Denmark's kingSoundly in the graveyard slumbered,Words incredible, unnumbered,Through the land crept whispering.Rumor said: "The king hunts ...
The Ballad of the Squalus (John Perreault Poems)
I ran into an old time sailor, up on Market Street;We had a cup of coffee, his last name was ...
Cathedral in the Thrashing Rain (KotaroTakamura Poems)
(O mata fukitsunoru ame kaze.)O another deluge of wind and rain.Collar turned up, getting drenched in this splashing rain,and looking ...
Protest: By Zahir-u-Din (Laurence Hope Poems)
Alas! alas! this wasted NightWith all its Jasmin-scented air,Its thousand stars, serenely bright!I lie alone, and long for you,Long for ...
Out In The Cold (Madge Morris Wagner Poems)
Out from a narrow, crowded street,Sick'ning resort of shame and crime, Wearing upon her brow a curse,Out in the darkness, lost ...
Centennial (John Hay Poems)
A hundred times the bells of Brown Have rung to sleep the idle summers,And still to-day clangs clamoring down A greeting to ...
The Yarn of the (John Masefield Poems)
The Loch Achray was a clipper tallWith seven-and-twenty hands in all.Twenty to hand and reef and haul,A skipper to sail ...
Nemesis (Henry Lawson Poems)
It is night-time when the saddest and the darkest memories haunt,When outside the printing office the most glaring posters flaunt,When ...
Keeping Tryst (Nora Pembroke Poems)
Who is the maid with silken hair By clear Maine Water roaming?For the fairy Queen is not so fair As she in ...
How the Melbourne Cup was Won (Henry Kendall Poems)
In the beams of a beautiful day, Made soft by a breeze from the sea,The horses were started away, The fleet-footed thirty ...
The Lieutenant (Konstantin Simonov Poems)
For three long months continues the bombardment.The bloodstained Malakov withstands it still.The hoarse-voiced drum drives on the British redcoats.Once more ...
Love As A Landscape Painter (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
ON a rocky peak once sat I early,Gazing on the mist with eyes unmoving;Stretch'd out like a pall of greyish ...
When The Water Starts To Run (Pat O Cotter Poems)
Along in early spring time, as the sun starts swinging NorthTo linger with the land it loves, and violets peep ...
Life (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
I PESSIMIST There is never a thing we dream or do But was dreamed and done in the ages gone; Everything's old; there is ...