Classical Poems
| Title | Poet |
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A Conceit
Give me your hand
Make room for me |
by Maya Angelou on 1/3/2003 |
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A Conceited Mistake
Once upon a time there was a mistake
So silly so small |
by Vasko Popa on 1/13/2003 |
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A Concert Invitation
The following invitation appeared on the programme of a
concert. |
by James McIntyre on 5/4/2012 |
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A Concert-Impromptu
The following impromptu was delivered in the Methodist Church Concert, March, 1883.
It was expected that several announced in bills world take part, |
by James McIntyre on 5/4/2012 |
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A Confession
With my wine-bottle, watching by river and lake
For a lady so tiny as to dance on my palm, |
by Du Mu on 8/13/2012 |
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A Confession
You did not know, -- how could you, dear, --
How much you stood for? Life in you |
by Agnes L. Storrie on 1/4/2003 |
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A Confession
You did not know, - how could you, dear, -
How much you stood for? Life in you |
by Agnes Louise Storrie on 4/21/2010 |
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A Confession
Dear little boy, with wondering eyes
That for the light of knowledge yearn, |
by Peter McArthur on 5/10/2012 |
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A Confession To A Friend in Trouble
YOUR troubles shrink not, though I feel them less
Here, far away, than when I tarried near; |
by Thomas Hardy on 12/31/2002 |
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A Confidant Without Knowing It; Or The Stratagem
NO master sage, nor orator I know,
Who can success, like gentle Cupid show; |
by La Fontaine on 1/1/2004 |
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A Confidence
UNCLE JOHN, he makes me tired;
Thinks 'at he's jest so all-fired |
by Paul Laurence Dunbar on 4/2/2010 |
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A Congratulatory Poem
While my sad Muse the darkest Covert Sought,
To give a loose to Melancholy Thought; |
by Aphra Behn on 12/31/2002 |
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A Conjuration To Electra
By those soft tods of wool
With which the air is full; |
by Robert Herrick on 1/13/2003 |
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A CONJURATION: TO ELECTRA
By those soft tods of wool,
With which the air is full; |
by Robert Herrick on 12/31/2002 |
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A Connachtman
IT'S my fear that my wake won't be quiet,
Nor my wake house a silent place : |
by Padraic Colum on 4/20/2010 |
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A Connaught Man (For Hugh Maguire)
Lord, when he shall come home from war,
Give him no pastures green, |
by Katharine Tynan on 4/14/2010 |
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A Considerable Speck
(Microscopic)
A speck that would have been beneath my sight |
by Robert Frost on 1/3/2003 |
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A CONSTANT LOVER LAMENTETH.
SINCE fortune's wrath envieth the wealth
Wherein I reigned, by the sight |
by Henry Howard on 4/27/2012 |
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A container of yearning
Bring on my palm a twin cranes
I’ll give you love, fragrant kiss, |
by Shahabuddin Nagari on 5/25/2012 |
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A Contemplation
Indulg'd by ev'ry active thought
When upwards they wou'd fly |
by Anne Kingsmill Finch on 4/16/2010 |
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A Contemplation upon Flowers
BRAVE flowers--that I could gallant it like you,
And be as little vain! |
by Henry King on 1/4/2003 |
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A Contemplation upon Flowers
BRAVE flowers--that I could gallant it like you,
And be as little vain! |
by Henry King on 1/1/2004 |
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A Contrast
Thy love thou sendest oft to me,
And still as oft I thrust it back; |
by James Russell Lowell on 5/10/2012 |
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A Controversialist
I've sometimes wished that Ingersoll were wise
To hold his tongue, nor rail against the skies; |
by Ambrose Bierce on 9/27/2012 |
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A Convent Wothout God
A prison is a convent without God.
Poverty, Chastity, Obedience |
by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt on 4/13/2010 |