Top 100 Poems About: FRIEND


In this page, poems on / about “friend” are listed.
  • 1.
    A Poison Tree

    I was angry with my friend:
    I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
    I was angry with my foe: read more »

    William Blake
  • 2.
    A Time To Talk

    When a friend calls to me from the road
    And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
    I don't stand still and look around
    On all the hills I haven't hoed, read more »

    Robert Frost
  • 3.
    Sonnet 104: To Me, Fair Friend, You Never Can Be Old

    To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
    For as you were when first your eye I ey'd,
    Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold, read more »

    William Shakespeare
  • 4.
    Be A Friend

    Be a friend. You don't need money;
    Just a disposition sunny;
    Just the wish to help another
    Get along some way or other; read more »

    Edgar Albert Guest
  • 5.
    Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind

    Blow, blow, thou winter wind
    Thou art not so unkind
    As man's ingratitude;
    Thy tooth is not so keen, read more »

    William Shakespeare
  • 6.
    The Friend Who Just Stands

    When trouble comes your soul to try,
    You love the friend who just "stands by."
    Perhaps there's nothing he can do— read more »

    William Carlos Williams
  • 7.
    Dear Friends

    Dear Friends, reproach me not for what I do,
    Nor counsel me, nor pity me; nor say
    That I am wearing half my life away
    For bubble-work that only fools pursue. read more »

    Edwin Arlington Robinson
  • 8.
    The Flight Of The Duchess

    You're my friend:
    I was the man the Duke spoke to;
    I helped the Duchess to cast off his yoke, too;
    So here's the tale from beginning to end,
    My friend! read more »

    Robert Browning
  • 9.
    The Arrow And The Song

    I shot an arrow into the air,
    It fell to earth, I knew not where;
    For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
    Could not follow it in its flight. read more »

    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • 10.
    Friends

    NOW must I these three praise --
    Three women that have wrought
    What joy is in my days:
    One because no thought, read more »

    William Butler Yeats
  • 11.
    Only A Curl.

    I.
    FRIENDS of faces unknown and a land
    Unvisited over the sea,
    Who tell me how lonely you stand read more »

    Elizabeth Barrett Browning
  • 12.
    When You Are Old

    WHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep,
    And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
    And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
    Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; read more »

    William Butler Yeats
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