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Matthew Arnold's Poetry, by title

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  • A Dream
    Was it a dream? We sail'd, I thought we sail'd,
    Martin and I, down the green Alpine stream,
    36 lines
  • A Summer Night
    In the deserted, moon-blanched street,
            How lonely rings the echo of my feet!
    98 lines
  • A Wish
    I ask not that my bed of death
    From bands of greedy heirs be free;
    52 lines, 4 comments
  • Absence
    IN THIS fair stranger’s eyes of grey
    Thine eyes, my love, I see.
    23 lines
  • Apollo Musagetes
    Through the black, rushing smoke-bursts,
    Thick breaks the red flame;
    52 lines, 1 comment
  • Austerity Of Poetry
    That son of Italy  who tried to blow,
    Ere Dante  came, the trump of sacred song,
    16 lines
  • Bacchanalia or The New Age
    I
    The evening comes, the fields are still.
    121 lines
  • Cadmus and Harmonia
    Far, far from here,
    The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay
    34 lines
  • Consolation
    Mist clogs the sunshine.
    Smoky dwarf houses
    90 lines, 2 comments
  • Desire
      Thou, who dost dwell alone;
      Thou, who dost know thine own;
    67 lines
  • Dover Beach
    The sea is calm to-night.
    The tide is full, the moon lies fair
    39 lines, 21 comments
  • East London
    'Twas August, and the fierce sun overhead
    Smote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green,
    14 lines
  • Epilogue To Lessing's Laocooen
    One morn as through Hyde Park  we walk'd,
    My friend and I, by chance we talk'd
    219 lines
  • From the Hymn of Empedocles
    IS it so small a thing
    To have enjoy'd the sun,
    34 lines
  • Geist's Grave
    Four years!--and didst thou stay above
    The ground, which hides thee now, but four?
    98 lines
  • Growing Old
    What is it to grow old?
    Is it to lose the glory of the form,
    35 lines
  • Hayeswater
    A region desolate and wild.
    Black, chafing water: and afloat,
    16 lines
  • Human Life
    What mortal, when he saw,
    Life's voyage done, his heavenly Friend,
    33 lines
  • Immortality
    Foil'd by our fellow-men, depress'd, outworn,
    We leave the brutal world to take its way,
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Isolation: To Marguerite
    We were apart; yet, day by day,
    I bade my heart more constant be.
    42 lines
  • Kaiser Dead
    What, Kaiser dead? The heavy news
    Post-haste to Cobham  calls the Muse,
    96 lines
  • Lines Written in Kensington Gardens
    In this lone, open glade I lie,
    Screen'd by deep boughs on either hand;
    44 lines
  • Longing
    Come to me in my dreams, and then
    By day I shall be well again!
    16 lines
  • Memorial Verses
    Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece,
    Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease.
    74 lines
  • Morality
    We cannot kindle when we will
    The fire which in the heart resides;
    36 lines, 2 comments
  • Mycerinus
    "Not by the justice that my father spurn'd,
    Not for the thousands whom my father slew,
    127 lines
  • Obermann Once More
    Savez-vous quelque bien qui console du regret d'un
    monde?--OBERMANN.
    350 lines
  • Palladium
    Set where the upper streams of Simois flow
    Was the Palladium, high 'mid rock and wood;
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • Philomela
    Hark! ah, the nightingale--
    The tawny-throated!
    32 lines, 1 comment
  • Progress
    The Master stood upon the mount, and taught.
    He saw a fire in his disciples’ eyes;
    59 lines
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