Top 100 Poems About: ODE

In this page, poems on / about “ode” are listed.
  • 1.
    Ode To A Nightingale

    My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
    My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
    Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
    One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: read more »

    John Keats
  • 2.
    Ode On A Grecian Urn

    Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,
    Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,
    Sylvan historian, who canst thus express read more »

    John Keats
  • 3.
    Ode To The West Wind


    O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,
    Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead read more »

    Percy Bysshe Shelley
  • 4.
    Ode To Autumn

    Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
    Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
    Conspiring with him how to load and bless
    With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run; read more »

    John Keats
  • 5.
    Ode On Solitude

    Happy the man, whose wish and care
    A few paternal acres bound,
    Content to breathe his native air,
    In his own ground. read more »

    Alexander Pope
  • 6.
    Ode To Sadness

    Sadness, scarab
    with seven crippled feet,
    spiderweb egg,
    scramble-brained rat, read more »

    Pablo Neruda
  • 7.
    Ode To Wine

    Day-colored wine,
    night-colored wine,
    wine with purple feet
    or wine with topaz blood, read more »

    Pablo Neruda
  • 8.
    Ode To The Book

    When I close a book
    I open life.
    I hear
    faltering cries read more »

    Pablo Neruda
  • 9.
    Ode To A Large Tuna In The Market

    Among the market greens,
    a bullet
    from the ocean
    depths, read more »

    Pablo Neruda
  • 10.
    Ode To Salt

    This salt
    in the salt cellar
    I once saw in the salt mines.
    I know read more »

    Pablo Neruda
  • 11.
    Ode On Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood

    There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
    The earth, and every common sight,
    To me did seem
    Apparelled in celestial light,
    The glory and the freshness of a dream. read more »

    William Wordsworth
  • 12.

    The spacious firmament on high,
    With all the blue ethereal sky,
    And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame,
    Their great original proclaim: read more »

    Joseph Addison
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