Treasure Island

Classical Poems


Title Poet
A Dirge for a Righteous Kitten
To be intoned, all but the two italicized lines, which are to be spoken in a snappy, matter-of-fact way.
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.
Vachel Lindsay poet by Vachel Lindsay
on 1/3/2003
A Dirge For McPherson
Arms reversed and banners creped -
Muffled drums;
Herman Melville poet by Herman Melville
on 4/17/2010
A Dirge of Joy
Oh! this is a joyful dirge, my friends, and this is a hymn of praise;
And this is a clamour of Victory, and a pæan of Ancient Days.
Henry Lawson poet by Henry Lawson
on 3/26/2010
A Dirge of the Morning After
VOICE OF THE PEOPLE (wailing dismally):
'Who can deliver us, Lord of our destiny!
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis poet by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
on 9/4/2012
A Discontented Sugar Broker
A gentleman of City fame
Now claims your kind attention;
William Schwenck Gilbert poet by William Schwenck Gilbert
on 1/1/2004
A Discouraging Model
Just the airiest, fairiest slip of a thing,
With a Gainsborough hat, like a butterfly's wing,
James Whitcomb Riley poet by James Whitcomb Riley
on 4/9/2010
A Discussion
She put her arms about my neck,
And whispered low to me:
Edgar Albert Guest poet by Edgar Albert Guest
on 8/14/2014
A Disillusionment of Ten O'Clock
The houses are haunted
By white night-gowns.
Wallace Stevens poet by Wallace Stevens
on 4/5/2010
A Display Of Mackeral
They lie in parallel rows,
on ice, head to tail,
Mark Doty poet by Mark Doty
on 1/13/2003
A Disqualified Jockey's Story
You see, the thing was this way -- there was me,
That rode Panopply, the Splendor mare,
Andrew Barton Paterson poet by Andrew Barton Paterson
on 1/1/2004
A Disqualified Jockey's Story
You see, the thing was this way — there was me,
That rode Panopply, the Splendor mare,
Banjo Paterson poet by Banjo Paterson
on 4/15/2014
A Dissapointment
HER hair was a waving bronze, and her eyes
Deep wells that might cover a brooding soul;
John Boyle O'Reilly poet by John Boyle O'Reilly
on 5/20/2012
A Distance From The Sea
To Ernest Brace
"And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was
Weldon Kees poet by Weldon Kees
on 1/13/2003
A Dittie
Behold her lockes like wiers of beaten gold,
her eies like starres that twinkle in the skie,
John Lyly poet by John Lyly
on 1/3/2003
A Ditty
In praise of Eliza, Queen of the Shepherds
SEE where she sits upon the grassie greene,
Edmund Spenser poet by Edmund Spenser
on 1/4/2003
A Ditty Of No Tone
_Piped to the Spirit of John Keats._
I.
James Whitcomb Riley poet by James Whitcomb Riley
on 4/9/2010
A Diverted Tragedy
Gracie wuz allus a _careless_ tot;
But Gracie dearly loved her doll,
James Whitcomb Riley poet by James Whitcomb Riley
on 4/9/2010
A Divine Image
Cruelty has a human heart,
And Jealousy a human face;
William Blake poet by William Blake
on 5/9/2001
A Divine Mistress
In Nature's pieces still I see
Some error that might mended be;
Thomas Carew poet by Thomas Carew
on 1/3/2003
A Divine Pastorall
Strephon & I upon a bank were laid,
Where the gay spring in varied colours playd,
Thomas Parnell poet by Thomas Parnell
on 4/17/2010
A Divine Rapture
E'EN like two little bank-dividing brooks,
   That wash the pebbles with their wanton streams,
Francis Quarles poet by Francis Quarles
on 1/4/2003
A Doe In The City
Little KITTY LORIMER,
Fair, and young, and witty,
William Makepeace Thackeray poet by William Makepeace Thackeray
on 4/7/2010
A Dog Has Died
My dog has died.
I buried him in the garden
Pablo Neruda poet by Pablo Neruda
on 1/13/2003
A Dog's Mistake
He had drifted in among us as a straw drifts with the tide,
He was just a wand'ring mongrel from the weary world outside;
Andrew Barton Paterson poet by Andrew Barton Paterson
on 1/1/2004
A Dog's Mistake [In Doggerel Verse]
He had drifted in among us as a straw drifts with the tide,
He was just a wand'ring mongrel from the weary world outside;
Banjo Paterson poet by Banjo Paterson
on 4/14/2014
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