Classical Poems

Poems
Title Poet
O Earth! art thou not weary of thy graves?
Dear, patient Mother Earth, upon thy breast
Julia Caroline (Ripley) Dorr poet by Julia Caroline (Ripley) Dorr
on 9/4/2010
Guillaume Apollinaire poet by Guillaume Apollinaire
on 10/10/2012
Guillaume Apollinaire poet by Guillaume Apollinaire
on 10/10/2012
Guillaume Apollinaire poet by Guillaume Apollinaire
on 10/10/2012
Guillaume Apollinaire poet by Guillaume Apollinaire
on 10/11/2012
Guillaume Apollinaire poet by Guillaume Apollinaire
on 10/11/2012
- Barbara -
Rappelle-toi Barbara
Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-là
Jacques Prevert poet by Jacques Prevert
on 5/6/2012
To Amarantha; That She Would Dishevell Her Haire
TO AMARANTHA; THAT SHE WOULD DISHEVELL HER HAIRE.
I.
 Richard Lovelace poet by Richard Lovelace
on 1/1/2004
" To His Fairest Valentine Mrs. A. L.
"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
 Richard Lovelace poet by Richard Lovelace
on 12/31/2002
"?"
If you had the choice of two women to wed,
(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)
 Robert William Service poet by Robert William Service
on 1/13/2003
"A little while, a little while..."
A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
 Emily Jane Brontë poet by Emily Jane Brontë
on 1/1/2004
"Arcturus" is his other name
70
"Arcturus" is his other name—
 Emily Dickinson poet by Emily Dickinson
on 1/13/2003
"Ave Ceasar"
Long ago the Gladiators,
When the call to combat came,
Andrew Barton Paterson poet by Andrew Barton Paterson
on 1/1/2004
"Between Us Now"
Between us now and here -
   Two thrown together
Thomas Hardy poet by Thomas Hardy
on 1/4/2003
"booh!"
On afternoons, when baby boy has had a splendid nap,
And sits, like any monarch on his throne, in nurse's lap,
 Eugene Field poet by Eugene Field
on 1/1/2004
"Did You Never Know?"
Did you never know, long ago, how much you loved me --
That your love would never lessen and never go?
 Sara Teasdale poet by Sara Teasdale
on 12/31/2002
"Faith" is a fine invention
185
"Faith" is a fine invention
 Emily Dickinson poet by Emily Dickinson
on 1/13/2003
"Fighting Mac"
A Life Tragedy
A pistol shot rings round and round the world;
 Robert William Service poet by Robert William Service
on 1/13/2003
"Frost To-Night"
Apple-green west and an orange bar,
And the crystal eye of a lone, one star . . .
Edith Matilda Thomas poet by Edith Matilda Thomas
on 1/4/2003
"Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes"
Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes
Of labdanum, and aloe-balls,
Robert Browning poet by Robert Browning
on 12/31/2002
"Heaven" has different Signs—to me
575
"Heaven" has different Signs—to me—
 Emily Dickinson poet by Emily Dickinson
on 1/13/2003
"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!
239
"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!
 Emily Dickinson poet by Emily Dickinson
on 1/13/2003
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
254
"Hope" is the thing with feathers—
 Emily Dickinson poet by Emily Dickinson
on 1/13/2003
"Houses"—so the Wise Men tell me
127
"Houses"—so the Wise Men tell me—
 Emily Dickinson poet by Emily Dickinson
on 1/13/2003
"How Great My Grief" (Triolet)
How great my grief, my joys how few,
Since first it was my fate to know thee!
Thomas Hardy poet by Thomas Hardy
on 1/4/2003
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