All Poems
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Stanza from an Early Poem
© Christopher Pearse Cranch
THOUGHT is deeper than all speech,
Feeling deeper than all thought;
Souls to souls can never teach
What unto themselves was taught.
La Cueillette des Cerises
© François Coppée
Espiègle! j'ai bien vu tout ce que vous faisiez,
Ce matin, dans le champ planté de cerisiers
Où seule vous étiez, nu-tête, en robe blanche.
Caché par le taillis, j'observais. Une branche,
Georgic 1
© Publius Vergilius Maro
What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what star
Maecenas, it is meet to turn the sod
The Old Man Of The Sea
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
Do you know the Old Man of the Sea, of the Sea?
Have you met with that dreadful old man?
If you have n't been caught, you will be, you will be;
For catch you he must and he can.
On The Evening And Morning
© George Moses Horton
When Evening bids the Sun to rest retire,
Unwearied Ether sets her lamps on fire;
Lit by one torch, each is supplied in turn,
Till all the candles in the concave burn.
The Hemlock Tree. (From The German)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
O Hemlock tree! O hemlock tree! how faithful are thy branches!
Green not alone in summer time,
But in the winter's frost and rime!
O hemlock tree! O hemlock tree! how faithful are thy branches!
"Augustus Gloop..."
© Roald Dahl
"Augustus Gloop! Augustus Gloop!
The great big greedy nincompoop!
How long could we allow this beast
To gorge and guzzle, feed and feast
Hay-Meaken. Nunchen Time
© William Barnes
A.
Back here, but now, the jobber John
Come by, an' cried, "Well done, zing on,
I thought as I come down the hill,
Song, by a Person of Quality
© Alexander Pope
I.
Flutt'ring spread thy purple Pinions,
Gentle Cupid, o'er my Heart;
I a Slave in thy Dominions;
Nature must give Way to Art.
A Dedication To E.C.B.
© Gilbert Keith Chesterton
He was, through boyhood's storm and shower,
My best, my nearest friend;
We wore one hat, smoked one cigar,
One standing at each end.
A Father Out, An Mother Hwome
© William Barnes
The snow-white clouds did float on high
In shoals avore the sheenèn sky,
Lorelei
© Sylvia Plath
It is no night to drown in:
A full moon, river lapsing
Black beneath bland mirror-sheen,
Civilization
© Arthur Henry Adams
One moment mankind rides the crested wave,
A moment glorious, beyond recall;
The King
© James Whitcomb Riley
And they rode and rode; and the steeds they neighed
And pranced, and the sun on their glossy hides
Flickered and lightened and glanced and played
Like the moon on rippling tides;
The Right Family
© Edgar Albert Guest
With time our notions allus change,
An' years make old idees seem strange--
Sonnet XX
© Fernando António Nogueira Pessoa
When in the widening circle of rebirth
To a new flesh my travelled soul shall come,
The Applicant
© Sylvia Plath
First, are you our sort of a person?
Do you wear
A glass eye, false teeth or a crutch,
A brace or a hook,
Rubber breasts or a rubber crotch,
Vox Populi. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Third)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
When Mazarvan the Magician
Journeyed westward through Cathay,
Nothing heard he but the praises
Of Badoura on his way.
