All Poems
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To A Southern Statesman
© John Greenleaf Whittier
IS this thy voice whose treble notes of fear
Wail in the wind? And dost thou shake to hear,
Elsa Wertman
© Edgar Lee Masters
I was a peasant girl from Germany,
Blue-eyed, rosy, happy and strong.
And the first place I worked was at Thomas Greene's.
On a summer's day when she was away
I Hear It Was Charged Against Me
© Walt Whitman
I HEAR it was charged against me that I sought to destroy
institutions;
A Mother's Wail
© Henry Timrod
My babe! my tiny babe! my only babe!
My single rose-bud in a crown of thorns!
My lamp that in that narrow hut of life,
Whence I looked forth upon a night of storm!
Burned with the lustre of the moon and stars!
Thomas Rhodes
© Edgar Lee Masters
Very well, you liberals,
And navigators into realms intellectual,
You sailors through heights imaginative,
Blown about by erratic currents, tumbling into air pockets,
Proverbs
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
'TIS easier far a wreath to bind,
Than a good owner fort to find.
Franklin Jones
© Edgar Lee Masters
If I could have lived another year
I could have finished my flying machine,
And become rich and famous.
Hence it is fitting the workman
Thursos Landing
© Robinson Jeffers
In the night Reave dreamed that Helen
Lay with him in the deep grave, he awoke loathing her,
But when the weak moment between sleep and waking
Was past, his need of her and his judgment of her
Knew their suspended duel; and he heard her breathing,
Irregularly, gently in the dark.
Dora Williams
© Edgar Lee Masters
When Reuben Pantier ran away and threw me
I went to Springfield. There I met a lush,
Whose father just deceased left him a fortune.
He married me when drunk. My life was wretched.
Sonnett - IV
© James Russell Lowell
'For this true nobleness I seek in vain,
In woman and in man I find it not;
Nellie Clark
© Edgar Lee Masters
I was only eight years old;
And before I grew up and knew what it meant
I had no words for it, except
That I was frightened and told my Mother;
Elliott Hawkins
© Edgar Lee Masters
I looked like Abraham Lincoln.
I was one of you, Spoon River, in all fellowship,
But standing for the rights of property and for order.
A regular church attendant,
Remember Him, Whom Passion's Power
© George Gordon Byron
Remember him, whom Passion's power
Severely--deeply--vainly proved:
Remember thou that dangerous hour,
When neither fell, though both were loved.
Mrs. George Reece
© Edgar Lee Masters
To this generation I would say:
Memorize some bit of verse of truth or beauty.
It may serve a turn in your life.
My husband had nothing to do
The Limit
© Franklin Pierce Adams
While I hold as superficial him who has his young initial
Neatly graven on his Turkish cigarette,
Melville And Coghill - The Place Of The Little Hand
© Andrew Lang
DEAD, with their eyes to the foe,
Dead, with the foe at their feet;
Hod Putt
© Edgar Lee Masters
Here I lie close to the grave
Of Old Bill Piersol,
Who grew rich trading with the indians, and who
Afterwards took the bankrupt law
Chords
© Madison Julius Cawein
When love delays, when love delays and Joy
Steals a strange shadow o'er the happy hills,
And Hope smiles from To-morrow, nor fulfills
One promise of To-day, thy sight would cloy
This soul with loved despair
By seeing thee so fair.
Hamlet Micure
© Edgar Lee Masters
In a lingering fever many visions come to you:
I was in the little house again
With its great yard of clover
Running down to the board-fence,
