Top 100 Poems About: DAUGHTER

In this page, poems on / about “daughter” are listed.
  • 1.
    A Daughter Of Eve

    A fool I was to sleep at noon,
    And wake when night is chilly
    Beneath the comfortless cold moon;
    A fool to pluck my rose too soon, read more »

    Christina Georgina Rossetti
  • 2.
    A Poets's Welcome To His Love-Begotten Daughter

    Thou's welcome, wean; mishanter fa' me,
    If thoughts o' thee, or yet thy mammie,
    Shall ever daunton me or awe me,
    My sweet wee lady, read more »

    Robert Burns
  • 3.
    For My Daughter

    When I die choose a star
    and name it after me
    that you may know
    I have not abandoned read more »

    David Ignatow
  • 4.
    Heine's "Widow Or Daughter?"

    Shall I woo the one or other?
    Both attract me--more's the pity!
    Pretty is the widowed mother,
    And the daughter, too, is pretty. read more »

    Eugene Field
  • 5.
    The Miller's Daughter

    It is the miller's daughter,
    And she is grown so dear, so dear,
    That I would be the jewel
    That trembles in her ear: read more »

    Alfred Lord Tennyson
  • 6.
    A Mother Gazes Upon Her Daughter

    Is she not lovely! Oh! when, long ago,
    My own dead mother gazed upon my face,
    As I stood blushing near in bridal snow,
    I had not half her beauty and her grace. read more »

    Henry Timrod
  • 7.
    Lord Ullin's Daughter

    A chieftain, to the Highlands bound,
    Cries, ``Boatman, do not tarry!
    And I'll give thee a silver pound
    To row us o'er the ferry!''-- read more »

    Thomas Campbell
  • 8.
    To My Daughter

    My child! thou seest me content to lead
    A lonely life. Do thou, in imitation,
    Not happy, nor triumphant, learn the need
    Of resignation. read more »

    Victor Marie Hugo
  • 9.
    If A Daughter You Have

    If a daughter you have, she's the plague of your life,
    No peace shall you know, tho' you've buried your wife,
    At twenty she mocks at the duty you taught her,
    O, what a plague is an obstinate daughter. read more »

    Richard Brinsley Sheridan
  • 10.

    The daughter of the village Maire
    Is very fresh and very fair,
    A dazzling eyeful;
    She throws upon me such a spell read more »

    Robert William Service
  • 11.
    The Erl-King

    WHO rides there so late through the night dark and drear?
    The father it is, with his infant so dear;
    He holdeth the boy tightly clasp'd in his arm, read more »

    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
  • 12.
    The Sleep-Walkers

    In the town where I was born lived a woman and her daughter, who
    walked in their sleep. read more »

    Khalil Gibran
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