All Poems
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Breitmann In Politics
© Charles Godfrey Leland
VHEN ash de var vas ober, und Beace her shnow-wice vings
Vas vafin' o'er de coondry (in shpodts) like efery dings
Und heroes vere revardtet, de beople all pegan
To say 'tvas shame dat nodings vas done for Breitemann.
Tirocinium; or, a Review of Schools
© William Cowper
It is not from his form, in which we trace
Strength join'd with beauty, dignity with grace,
Natalias Resurrection: Sonnet XXIV
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
And, feeling round him, lo, upon the mould
A pick and spade cast down by accident.
And Adrian laughed when in those engines cold
He guessed the furtherers of his heart's intent.
Little Garden of Roses (excerpt) Fairies
© Thomas Warton
Little was King Laurin, but from many a precious gem
His wondrous strength and power, and his bold courage came;
Tall at times his stature grew, with spells of gramarye,
Then to the noblest princes follow might he be.
Sleep - (from Valentinian)
© Beaumont and Fletcher
Care-charming sleep, thou easer of all woes,
Brother to death; sweetly thyself dispose
As Many Stars
© Mathilde Blind
AS many stars as are aglow
Deep in the hollows of the night
As many as the flowers that blow
Beneath the kindling light;
Zummer Thoughts In Winter Time
© William Barnes
Well, aye, last evenèn, as I shook
My locks ov haÿ by Leecombe brook.
Epitaph For A Shepherdess
© Konstantin Nikolaevich Batiushkov
Beloved maidens! Playful and carefree,
You sing, you dance and frolic in the glades.
Lines in Memoriam Regarding the Entertainment in Reform Street Hall, Dundee
© William Topaz McGonagall
'Twas on the 31st of March, and in the year of 1893,
I gave an entertainment in the city of Dundee,
To a select party of gentlemen, big and small,
Who appreciated my recital in Reform Street Hall.
Coronation Ode
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
O Thou enfolded in grief,
Man, with thy mantle of scorn!
Arise and warn!
Unloved prophet of ill
The Home
© Rabindranath Tagore
I paced alone on the road across the field while the sunset was
hiding its last gold like a miser.
Malcolm's Katie: A Love Story - Part V.
© Isabella Valancy Crawford
Said the high hill, in the morning: "Look on me--
"Behold, sweet earth, sweet sister sky, behold
Child Ballad
© Charles Kingsley
Jesus, He loves one and all,
Jesus, He loves children small,
Their souls are waiting round His feet
On high, before His mercy-seat.
Outside The Crowd
© George Meredith
To sit on History in an easy chair,
Still rivalling the wild hordes by whom 'twas writ!
Amusing Trial, in Which a Yankee Lawyer Rendered a Just Verdict.
© Anonymous
And seek his fortune, he could find
Another master half so kind,
And who would give so large a share
Of the small pittance he could spare,
And every privilege could grant,
Which he could need or ever want;
The Camp
© Mary Darby Robinson
Tents, marquees, and baggage waggons;
Suttling-houses, beer in flagons;
