All Poems
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The Whirligig Of Time
© Edith Nesbit
Before your feet,
My love, my sweet,
Behold! your slave bows down;
And in his hands
From other lands
Brings you another crown.
Billy Barlow in Australia
© Anonymous
When I was at home I was down on my luck,
And I earned a poor living by drawing a truck;
But old aunt died, and left me a thousand - "Oh, oh,
I'll start on my travels," said Billy Barlow.
Oh dear, lackaday, oh,
So off to Australia came Billy Barlow.
Polyhymnia
© George Peele
Therefore, when thirtie two were come and gone,
Years of her raigne, daies of her countries peace,
Elizabeth great Empresse of the world,
Britanias Atlas, Star of Englands globe,
La Ascension y La Asuncion
© Ramon Lopez Velarde
Vive conmigo no sé qué mujer
invisible y perfecta, que me encumbra
en cada anochecer y amanecer.
Heaven Above, Heaven Below
© Vyacheslav Ivanovich Ivanov
Night opens wide the burning Macrocosm,-
And heaven's hierarchies come into view
Lo, the spirit sings, and the elements dance
Interwoven with snaky locks of starlight.
When Mother's Sewing Buttons On
© Edgar Albert Guest
When mother's sewing buttons on
Their little garments, one by one,
Persia Burning
© Roland Robinson
I kill time at ACME SMASH REPAIRS,
wait for the beaten out, re-ducoed job,
At The Banquet To The Grand Duke Alexis
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
ONE word to the guest we have gathered to greet!
The echoes are longing that word to repeat,--
It springs to the lips that are waiting to part,
For its syllables spell themselves first in the heart.
Satyr IV. The Pretty Gentleman
© Thomas Parnell
As on this head he woud have spoken more
the Jailour happend to unlock the door
to lett him know his creditors did wait
to make him sell if he woud freedom gett
At least three quarters of his whole estate
The Story of Fidgety Philip
© Heinrich Hoffmann
"Let me see if Philip can
Be a little gentleman;
Let me see if he is able
To sit still for once at table:"
Alexander Crummell--Dead
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Back to the breast of thy mother,
Child of the earth!
When Pa Counts
© Edgar Albert Guest
Pa's not so very big or brave; he can't lift weights like Uncle Jim;
His hands are soft like little girls'; most anyone could wallop him.
Ma weighs a whole lot more than Pa. When they go swimming, she could stay
Out in the river all day long, but Pa gets frozen right away.
But when the thunder starts to roll, an' lightnin' spits, Ma says, " Oh, dear,
I'm sure we'll all of us be killed. I only wish your Pa was here."
An Epitaph on a Robin Red-Breast
© Samuel Rogers
Tread lightly here, for here, 'tis said,
When piping winds are hushed around,
A small note wakes from the underground,
Where now his tiny bones are laid.
Quatrains
© Madison Julius Cawein
Above his misered embers, gnarled and gray,
With toil-twitched limbs he bends; around his hut,
Want, like a hobbling hag, goes night and day,
Scolding at windows and at doors tight-shut.
A Love-Song
© Confucius
The moon comes forth, bright in the sky;
A lovelier sight to draw my eye
Is she, that lady fair.
She round my heart has fixed love's chain,
But all my longings are in vain.
'Tis hard the grief to bear.
Kick It Again
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
So you heard there was a spark of love that I have for you
You come back to kill it like you always do
You found it weak and tremblin' hangin' on just by a thread
And you kicked it choke it stepped on it and broke it left it half to death
