Top 100 Poems About: BIRTH

In this page, poems on / about “birth” are listed.
  • 1.
    Birth And Death

    Birth and death, twin-sister and twin-brother,
    Night and day, on all things that draw breath,
    Reign, while time keeps friends with one another
    Birth and death. read more »

    Algernon Charles Swinburne
  • 2.

    Let us have birthdays every day,
    (I had the thought while I was shaving)
    Because a birthday should be gay,
    And full of grace and good behaving. read more »

    Robert William Service
  • 3.

    (16th January 1949)

    I thank whatever gods may be
    For all the happiness that's mine; read more »

    Robert William Service
  • 4.
    Infant Joy

    'I have no name;
    I am but two days old.'
    What shall I call thee? read more »

    William Blake
  • 5.

    If any God should say,
    'I will restore
    The world her yesterday
    Whole as before read more »

    Rudyard Kipling
  • 6.
    On My Birthday, July 21

    I, MY dear, was born to-day--
    So all my jolly comrades say:
    They bring me music, wreaths, and mirth,
    And ask to celebrate my birth: read more »

    Matthew Prior
  • 7.
    The Birth Of Man

    When angels visit earth, the messengers
    Of God's decree, they come as lightning, wind: read more »

    Emma Lazarus
  • 8.
    The New Birth

    a new life;--thoughts move not as they did
    With slow uncertain steps across my mind,
    In thronging haste fast pressing on they bid
    The portals open to the viewless wind read more »

    Jones Very
  • 9.
    A Birthday

    The love within my heart that dwells
    Knows nought of days or hours;
    I hear thee in the Christmas bells, read more »

    Alfred Austin
  • 10.
    Sonnet Ii: Bridal Birth

    As when desire, long darkling, dawns, and first
    The mother looks upon the newborn child,
    Even so my Lady stood at gaze and smiled read more »

    Dante Gabriel Rossetti
  • 11.
    The Birth Place Of Pleasure

    At the creation of the Earth
    Pleasure, that divinest birth,
    From the soil of Heaven did rise, read more »

    Percy Bysshe Shelley
  • 12.
    Blind From My Birth

    Blind from my birth,
    Where flowers are springing
    I sit on earth
    All dark. read more »

    Christina Georgina Rossetti
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