Classical Poems

Title Poet
Wood Myths
Sylvan, they say, and nymph are gone;
And yet I saw the two last night,
Madison Julius Cawein poet by Madison Julius Cawein
on 10/5/2012
Won't My Beloved Leave That Frown?
Won't my beloved leave that frown?
And show his lovely face?
Ghulam Ahmad Mahjoor poet by Ghulam Ahmad Mahjoor
on 7/12/2012
Women's Liberation
Talk to me about the feminist movement,
the gubba middle class
Lisa Bellear poet by Lisa Bellear
on 5/1/2012
U Stands! U stands!
And I
August Stramm poet by August Stramm
on 3/21/2012
Won't it be Curious
WON'T it be curious when I am dead;
Some one, unknown to me, here in my stead?
Alice Duer Miller poet by Alice Duer Miller
on 3/15/2012
Woodly Old Man
The old man sits at his boiling pot,
Eating boiled wood--even scalding hot.
Sukumar Ray poet by Sukumar Ray
on 3/14/2012
Wood Magic
The woods lay dreaming in a topaz dream,
And we, who silently roamed hand in hand,
Margaret Elizabeth Sangster poet by Margaret Elizabeth Sangster
on 10/13/2010
Woodland Rain
SHINING, shining children
Of the summer rain,
Bliss William Carman poet by Bliss William Carman
on 9/13/2010
My worthy Lord, I pray you wonder not
To see your woodman shoot so oft awry,
George Gascoigne poet by George Gascoigne
on 4/20/2010
Woodman And Echo
Sweet as Eden is the air,
And Eden-sweet the ray.
George Meredith poet by George Meredith
on 4/15/2010
WHEN the pine tosses its cones
Ralph Waldo Emerson poet by Ralph Waldo Emerson
on 4/6/2010
Won't you come and see
Won't you come and see
loneliness? Just one leaf
Matsuo Basho poet by Matsuo Basho
on 4/2/2010
Wont And Done
I HAVE loved; for the first time with passion I rave!
I then was the servant, but now am the slave;
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe poet by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
on 1/1/2004
For failure I was well equipped
And should have come to grief,
Robert William Service poet by Robert William Service
on 1/13/2003
Women's Rights
You cannot rob us of the rights we cherish,
Nor turn our thoughts away
Annie Louisa Walker poet by Annie Louisa Walker
on 1/3/2003
How like an angel came I down!
How bright are all things here!
Thomas Traherne poet by Thomas Traherne
on 1/3/2003
won't you celebrate with me
won't you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
Lucille Clifton poet by Lucille Clifton
on 1/3/2003
Then a wind blew;
And he who had forgot he moved
Siegfried Sassoon poet by Siegfried Sassoon
on 1/3/2003
Wood Rides
Who hath not felt the influence that so calms
The weary mind in summers sultry hours
John Clare poet by John Clare
on 1/3/2003
Women's song of the corn
How beautiful are the corn rows,
Stretching to the morning sun,
Amy Lowell poet by Amy Lowell
on 1/3/2003
Women's Suffrage
Fellow men! why should the lords try to despise
And prohibit women from having the benefit of the parliamentary Franchise?
William Topaz McGonagall poet by William Topaz McGonagall
on 1/3/2003
Woods in Winter
When winter winds are piercing chill,
And through the hawthorn blows the gale,
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow poet by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
on 12/31/2002
Woodpecker, The
His bill an auger is,
His head, a cap and frill.
Emily Dickinson poet by Emily Dickinson
on 12/31/2002
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