Classical Poems

Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
Sara Teasdale poet The Wine by Sara Teasdale
I CANNOT die, who drank delight
From the cup of the crescent moon,
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Kazi Nazrul Islam poet The Wine Of God's Love by Kazi Nazrul Islam
Drunk with tile wine of divine love
I am oblivious of all.
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Charles Sangster poet The Wine Of Song by Charles Sangster
WITHIN Fancy's halls I sit and quaff
Rich draughts of the wine of Song,
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Thomas Moore poet The Wine-Cup Is Circling by Thomas Moore
The wine-cup is circling in Almhin's hall,
And its Chief, 'mid his heroes reclining,
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Ada Cambridge poet The Winged Mariners by Ada Cambridge
Through the wild night, the silence and the dark,
Through league on league of the uncharted sky,
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Shel Silverstein poet The Winner by Shel Silverstein
The hulk of a man with a beer in his hand looked like a drunk old fool,
And I knew that if I hit him right, I could knock him off that stool.
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Rudyard Kipling poet The Winners by Rudyard Kipling
("The Story of the Gadsbys")
What the moral? Who rides may read.
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Christopher John Brennan poet The Winter Eve Is Clear And Chill by Christopher John Brennan
The winter eve is clear and chill:
the world of air is folded still;
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Lloyd Roberts poet The Winter Harvest by Lloyd Roberts
Between the blackened curbs lie stacked the harvest of the skies,
Long lines of frozen, grimy cocks befouled by city feet;
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Robert Burns poet The Winter It Is Past by Robert Burns
THE WINTER it is past, and the summer comes at last
And the small birds, they sing on ev'ry tree;
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William Wilfred Campbell poet The Winter Lakes by William Wilfred Campbell
Out in a world of death far to the northward lying,
Under the sun and the moon, under the dusk and the day;
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Matsuo Basho poet The Winter Leeks by Matsuo Basho
The winter leeks
Have been washed white --
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William Cowper poet The Winter Nosegay by William Cowper
What Nature, alas! has denied
To the delicate growth of our isle,
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William Allingham poet The Winter Pear by William Allingham
Is always Age severe?
Is never Youth austere?
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Bliss William Carman poet The Winter Scene by Bliss William Carman
The rutted roads are all like iron; skies
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Matsuo Basho poet The Winter Storm by Matsuo Basho
The winter storm
Hid in the bamboo grove
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Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton poet The Winter’s Walk by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
MARK'D--as the hours should be, Fate bids us spend
With one illustrious, or a cherish'd friend--
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Emily Dickinson poet The Winters Are So Short by Emily Dickinson
The Winters are so short—
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John Clare poet The Winter's Come by John Clare
Sweet chestnuts brown like soling leather turn;
The larch trees, like the colour of the Sun;
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John Clare poet The Winter's Spring by John Clare
The winter comes; I walk alone,
I want no bird to sing;
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Samuel Johnson poet The Winter's Walk by Samuel Johnson
Behold, my fair, where'er we rove,
What dreary prospects round us rise,
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George Meredith poet The Wisdom Of Eld by George Meredith
We spend our lives in learning pilotage,
And grow good steersmen when the vessel's crank!
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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt poet The Wisdom Of Merlyn by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
These are the time--words of Merlyn, the voice of his age recorded,
All his wisdom of life, the fruit of tears in his youth, of joy in his manhood ho
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Gautama Buddha poet The Wise by Gautama Buddha
If you see a wise person who shows you your faults,
who shows what is to be avoided,
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Countee Cullen poet The Wise by Countee Cullen
Dead men are wisest, for they know
How far the roots of flowers go,
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