Classical Poems

Poems
Title Poet
The Train Misser
At Union Station
'Ll where in the world my eyes has bin--
 James Whitcomb Riley poet by James Whitcomb Riley
on 4/9/2010
The Trains
Tunnelling through the night, the trains pass
in a splendour of power, with a sound like thunder
 Judith Wright poet by Judith Wright
on 3/27/2010
The Traitor
We wept and cleared the land
of their barbwires and bombs.
 Ali Alizadeh poet by Ali Alizadeh
on 4/30/2012
The Traitor's Epitah
May this dreary abode be for ever unknown,
For ever, by virtue, by Pity, untrod;
 George Canning poet by George Canning
on 1/1/2004
The Tram (In The Midlands)
I
A grinding swerve, a hissing spurt,
 Robert Laurence Binyon poet by Robert Laurence Binyon
on 9/1/2010
The Tramp
He eats (a moment's stoppage to his song)
The stolen turnip as he goes along;
 John Clare poet by John Clare
on 4/13/2010
The Tramps
Can you recall, dear comrade, when we tramped God's land together,
And we sang the old, old Earth-song, for our youth was very sweet;
 Robert William Service poet by Robert William Service
on 1/13/2003
The Tramp's Soliloquy
I 'm sitting in the cells, alone,
All broken down and sad ;
Robert Kirkland Kernighan poet by Robert Kirkland Kernighan
on 5/12/2012
The Trance
Sometimes, apart in sleep, by chance,
You fall out of my arms, alone,
 Stephen Spender poet by Stephen Spender
on 4/22/2010
The Trance of Time
'Felix, qui potuit rerum cognoscere causas,
Atque metus omnes, et inexorabile fatum
 John Henry Newman poet by John Henry Newman
on 4/21/2010
The Trance of Time
.
"Felix, qui potuit rerum cognoscere causas,
 John Henry Newman poet by John Henry Newman
on 1/1/2004
The Transfiguration
So from the ground we felt that virtue branch
Through all our veins till we were whole, our wrists
Edwin Muir poet by Edwin Muir
on 4/1/2010
THE TRANSFIGURATION
Immortal clothing I put on
So soon as, Julia, I am gone
 Robert Herrick poet by Robert Herrick
on 12/31/2002
The Transfixed
Black in the snow and fog,
at the great lighted airshaft, their bums rounded,
Arthur Rimbaud poet by Arthur Rimbaud
on 4/3/2010
The Transmigrations Of A Soul
What! Pixley, must I hear you call the roll
Of all the vices that infest your soul?
 Ambrose Bierce poet by Ambrose Bierce
on 9/29/2012
The Transparent Man
I'm mighty glad to see you, Mrs. Curtis,
And thank you very kindly for this visit--
 Anthony Evan Hecht poet by Anthony Evan Hecht
on 1/13/2003
The Transplanted Rose Tree
Amid the flowers of a garden glade
A lovely rose tree smiled,
 Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon poet by Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
on 4/20/2010
The Trap
She was taught desire in the street,
Not at the angels' feet.
Vachel Lindsay poet by Vachel Lindsay
on 1/3/2003
The Trap
During that time I kept out of circumstances that were too full of mystery
As people with stomach ailments avoid heavy meals,
 Nicanor Parra poet by Nicanor Parra
on 1/3/2003
The Trap
I am not well civilized, really alien here: trust me not.
I can understand the guns and the airplanes,
 Robinson Jeffers poet by Robinson Jeffers
on 4/12/2010
The Trapper's Christmas Eve
It's mighty lonesome-like and drear.
Above the Wild the moon rides high,
 Robert William Service poet by Robert William Service
on 1/13/2003
The Trash Men
here they come
these guys
Charles Bukowski poet by Charles Bukowski
on 3/31/2010
The Travail Of Passion
WHEN the flaming lute-thronged angelic door is wide;
When an immortal passion breathes in mortal clay;
 William Butler Yeats poet by William Butler Yeats
on 5/17/2001
The Traveled Man
Sometimes I wish the railroads all were torn out,
The ships all sunk among the coral strands.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox poet by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
on 1/3/2003
The Traveler
A mountain village in Iran:
Our car halts under linden trees,
 Amiya Chakravarty poet by Amiya Chakravarty
on 3/20/2012
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