Classical Poems

Poems
Title Poet
The Wheel of the Breast
Through rivers of veins on the nameless quest
The tide of my life goes hurriedly sweeping,
 Ella Wheeler Wilcox poet by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
on 4/2/2010
The Wheel Revolves
You were a girl of satin and gauze
Now you are my mountain and waterfall companion.
Kenneth Rexroth poet by Kenneth Rexroth
on 4/7/2010
The Wheels Of The System
Where is God, whilst all around us sounds the jarring of the wheels,
When the cry of human anguish starwards thro’ His glory steals?
 George Essex Evans poet by George Essex Evans
on 4/13/2010
The Whip
The doubt you fought so long
The cynic net you cast,
Edwin Arlington Robinson poet by Edwin Arlington Robinson
on 1/3/2003
The Whipping
The old woman across the way
     is whipping the boy again
 Robert Hayden poet by Robert Hayden
on 1/3/2003
The Whippoorwill
I
Above lone woodland ways that led
 Madison Julius Cawein poet by Madison Julius Cawein
on 9/21/2010
The Whirligig Of Time
Before your feet,
My love, my sweet,
 Edith Nesbit poet by Edith Nesbit
on 4/19/2010
The Whirlwind Road
THE MUSES wrapped in mysteries of light
Came in a rush of music on the night;
 Edwin Markham poet by Edwin Markham
on 4/21/2010
The Whispers Of Time
What does time whisper, youth gay and light,
While thinning thy locks, silken and bright,
 Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon poet by Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
on 4/20/2010
The Whistle Blower
Took the sins of the Corporation
Upon her shoulders
 Laurence Overmire poet by Laurence Overmire
on 4/16/2008
The Whistle Of Sandy McGraw
You may talk o' your lutes and your dulcimers fine,
Your harps and your tabors and cymbals and a',
 Robert William Service poet by Robert William Service
on 1/13/2003
The Whistle of The Magpie Robin
From the impervious dark night's portal
Comes the magpie robin's whistle,
 Farrukh Ahmad poet by Farrukh Ahmad
on 3/23/2012
The Whistler
Throughout the sunny day he whistled on his way--
Oh high and low, and gay and sweet,
 Virna Sheard poet by Virna Sheard
on 9/30/2010
The Whistling Girl
Back of my back, they talk of me,
Gabble and honk and hiss;
 Dorothy Parker poet by Dorothy Parker
on 1/13/2003
The White Bees
I
LEGEND
Henry Van Dyke poet by Henry Van Dyke
on 1/3/2003
The White Bird
Man of the flame-eyes
And mouth with the bitter twist of in-grown laughter,
 Lola Ridge poet by Lola Ridge
on 4/21/2010
The White Birds
I WOULD that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea!
We tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fade and flee;
 William Butler Yeats poet by William Butler Yeats
on 5/17/2001
The White Bull
Ev'ry dusk eye in Madrid,
Flash'd blue 'neath its lid;
 Isabella Valancy Crawford poet by Isabella Valancy Crawford
on 4/20/2010
The White City
I will not toy with it nor bend an inch.
Deep in the secret chambers of my heart
Claude McKay poet by Claude McKay
on 1/3/2003
The White Cliffs
I
I have loved England, dearly and deeply,
Alice Duer Miller poet by Alice Duer Miller
on 1/1/2004
The White Comrade
Under our curtain of fire,
Over the clotted clods,
Robert Haven Schauffler poet by Robert Haven Schauffler
on 1/4/2003
The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - ..
HIGH on a point of rugged ground
Among the wastes of Rylstone Fell
 William Wordsworth poet by William Wordsworth
on 4/5/2010
The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - ..
FROM Bolton's old monastic tower
The bells ring loud with gladsome power;
 William Wordsworth poet by William Wordsworth
on 4/5/2010
The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - ..
'Tis night: in silence looking down,
The Moon, from cloudless ether, sees
 William Wordsworth poet by William Wordsworth
on 4/5/2010
The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - ..
THE Harp in lowliness obeyed;
And first we sang of the greenwood shade
 William Wordsworth poet by William Wordsworth
on 4/5/2010
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