897 match(es) found in poems


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On The Death Of A Young Lady Of Five Years Of Age

FROM dark abodes to fair etherial light
Th' enraptur'd innocent has wing'd her flight;
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Phillis Wheatley

My Last Duchess

FERRARA.
That's my last Duchess painted on the wall,
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Robert Browning

Auld Lang Syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
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Robert Burns

The Lake Isle Of Innisfree

I WILL arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
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William Butler Yeats

Dream Land

Where sunless rivers weep
Their waves into the deep,
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Christina Georgina Rossetti

Fairy-Land

Dim vales- and shadowy floods-
And cloudy-looking woods,
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Edgar Allan Poe

A Woman's Last Word

I.
Let's contend no more, Love,
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Robert Browning

The Lake

In spring of youth it was my lot
To haunt of the wide world a spot
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Edgar Allan Poe

At Last She Comes

AT last she comes, O never more
In this dear patience of my pain
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Robert Louis Stevenson

The Last Word

Creep into thy narrow bed,
Creep, and let no more be said!
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Matthew Arnold

Laughing Song

When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy,
And the dimpling stream runs laughing by;
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William Blake

Farewell Love and All Thy Laws Forever

Farewell love and all thy laws forever;
Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more.
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Sir Thomas Wyatt

The Winter Lakes

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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William Wilfred Campbell

Marriage A-La-Mode

Why should a foolish marriage vow,
Which long ago was made,
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John Dryden

I like to see it lap the miles,

I like to see it lap the miles,
And lick the valleys up,
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Emily Dickinson

The Last Ride Together

I.
I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so,
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Robert Browning

By the Lake

The old fellow from Shao-ling weeps with stifled sobs as he walks furtively by the bends of the Sepentine on a day in spring. In
the waterside palaces the thousands of doors are locked. For whom have the willows and rushed put on their fresh greenery?
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Tu Fu

Two Years Later

HAS no one said those daring
Kind eyes should be more learn'd?
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William Butler Yeats

Butterfly Laughter

In the middle of our porridge plates
There was a blue butterfly painted
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Katherine Mansfield

Religio Laici

Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars
To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers,
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John Dryden

A Child's Laughter

ALL the bells of heaven may ring,
All the birds of heaven may sing,
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Algernon Charles Swinburne

The Last Leaf

I saw him once before,
As he passed by the door,
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Oliver Wendell Holmes

When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted

When Earth's last picture is painted
And the tubes are twisted and dried
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Rudyard Kipling

Last Ride Together, The

I.
I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so,
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Robert Browning

La Bella Donna Della Mia Mente

MY limbs are wasted with a flame,
My feet are sore with travelling,
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Oscar Wilde

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