Classical Poems


Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
Jean Arp poet WestÖLiche Rosen by Jean Arp
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die rosen werden an die hüte gekreuzigt, die lippen
4.27 0
Ellis Parker Butler poet Western by Ellis Parker Butler
The Cowboy had a sterling heart,
The Maiden was from Boston,
4.83 0
John Boyle O'Reilly poet Western Australia by John Boyle O'Reilly
O Beauteous Southland! Land of yellow air
That hangeth o've thee slumbering, and doth hold
5.50 0
Eric Beach poet Western Buddhism Out Of Zen by Eric Beach
for thirty years
I wondered whether that famous haiku
0.00 0
Roderic Quinn poet Western Camps by Roderic Quinn
THREE men stood with their glasses lifted,
Night was around them and flaring lamps:
5.92 0
Georg Trakl poet Western Dusk by Georg Trakl
A faun-cry romps through sparks,
In the parks cascades of light foam,
5.50 0
John Betjeman poet Westgate-On-Sea by John Betjeman
Hark, I hear the bells of Westgate,
I will tell you what they sigh,
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James Stephens poet Westland Row by James Stephens
Every Sunday there's a throng
Of pretty girls, who trot along
5.50 0
Frederick George Scott poet Westminster Abbey by Frederick George Scott
'TWAS afternoon in winter, and the light
Sloped softly up the walls, as day was done,
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Anonymous poet Westron Wind, When Wilt Thou Blow? by Anonymous
Westron wind, when wilt thou blow
That small rain down can rain?
5.50 0
Anonymous Americas poet Westron Wind, When Wilt Thou Blow? by Anonymous Americas
Westron wind, when wilt thou blow
That small rain down can rain?
5.50 0
Anonymous Olde English poet Westron Wynde by Anonymous Olde English
Westron wynde when wyll thou blow,
The smalle rayne down can rayne -
4.56 0
Robert Laurence Binyon poet Westward by Robert Laurence Binyon
I found my Love among the fern. She slept.
My shadow stole across her, as I stept
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Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant poet Westward Ho! by Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
There's a damper in the ashes, tea and sugar in the bags,
There's whips of feed and shelter on the sandridge for the nags,
5.65 0
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik poet Westward Ho! by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
We should not sit us down and sigh,
My girl, whose brow a fane appears,
5.60 0
Alfred Edward Housman poet Westward On The High-Hilled Plains by Alfred Edward Housman
Westward on the high-hilled plains
Where for me the world began,
5.80 0
George Berkeley poet Westward The Course Of Empire Takes Its Way; by George Berkeley
Westward the course of empire takes its way;
The four first acts already past,
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis poet Wet by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Not guilty, yer Honor . . . An' givin' me reasons,
I'd like for to plead this ‘ere change in the seasons,
5.50 0
John Ashbery poet Wet Casements by John Ashbery
When Eduard Raban, coming along the passage, walked into the
open doorway, he saw that it was raining. It was not raining much.
0.00 0
Arthur Seymour John Tessimond poet Wet City Night by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
Light drunkenly reels into shadow;
Blurs, slurs uneasily;
6.23 0
Margie Cronin poet Wet Clover by Margie Cronin
for Pablo Neruda
The baby's hands on my leg are like
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Patrick Kavanagh poet Wet Evening In April by Patrick Kavanagh
The birds sang in the wet trees
And I listened to them it was a hundred years from now
5.81 0
Boris Pasternak poet Wet Paint by Boris Pasternak
'Look out! Wet paint.' My soul was blind,
I have to pay the price,
5.90 0
Isabel Ecclestone Mackay poet Wet Weather by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
IT is the English in me that loves the soft, wet weather--
The cloud upon the mountain, the mist upon the sea,
0.00 0
James Whitcomb Riley poet Wet Weather Talk by James Whitcomb Riley
It ain't no use to grumble and complain;
It's jest as cheap and easy to rejoice:
6.50 0
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