Poems about Myth

• The Song of the Fairies in the Ruins of Heidelberg

  From the woods and the glossy green,
  With the wild thyme strewn;

  by Edward George Bulwer-Lytton 21 lines
• Beowulf (Episode 18)

  A CUP she gave him, with kindly greeting
  and winsome words. Of wounden gold,

  by Anonymous Olde English 60 lines, 1 comment
• The Gray Magician

  I was living very merrily on Middle Earth
  As merry as a maid may be

  by Margaret Widdemer 21 lines
• Phantasmagoria Canto II ( Hys Fyve Rules )

  "MY First - but don't suppose," he said,
  "I'm setting you a riddle -

  by Lewis Carroll 112 lines
• The Fairies Farewell, or God a Mercy Will

  Farewell, rewards and fairies,
  Good housewives now may say,

  by Richard Corbet 69 lines
• Archimedes

  To Archimedes once a scholar came,
  \

  by Friedrich von Schiller 14 lines
• Concerning The Philosophers Stone. ( Alchemical Verse .)

  And also with great diligence,
  Thei fonde thilke Experience:

  by John Gower 175 lines
• A Jest Of Robin Hood

  Lyth and lystyn, gentilmen,
  All that nowe be here;

  by Anonymous Americas 244 lines, 1 comment
• On the desert

  On the desert
  A silence from the moon's deepest valley.

  by Stephen Maria Crane 30 lines
• Metamorphoses: Book The Fourth

  YET still Alcithoe perverse remains,
  And Bacchus still, and all his rites, disdains.

  by Ovid 1202 lines
• L'Amitie: To Mrs. M. Awbrey.

  United thus, what horrour can appeare
  Worthy our sorrow, anger, or our feare?

  by Katherine Philips 23 lines
• The Thirteenth Satire Of Juvenal

  From Virtue's paths, when hapless men depart,
  The first avenger is the culprit's heart;

  by John Quincy Adams 346 lines
• The Changeling ( From The Tent on the Beach )

  It's not the milk from my bosom,
  But my blood, that she sucks in.

  by John Greenleaf Whittier 110 lines
• The Fountain

  A Triton, drowsy as the god of Sleep,
  From horn uplifted pours a limpid stream

  by Clinton Scollard 14 lines, 1 comment
• Two Songs

  THE birds came to tell Siegfried a story,
  A story of the woods out of a tree:

  by Hilda Conkling 35 lines
• The Last Love Of Gawaine

  You will betray me--oh, deny it not!
  What right have I, alas, to say you nay?

  by Richard Hovey 14 lines
• The Ballad of Zacho (a Greek legend)

  Zacho the King rode out of old
  (And truth is what I tell)

  by James Elroy Flecker 40 lines
• Sibyl

  THIS is the glamour of the world antique:
  The thyme-scents of Hymettus fill the air,

  by John Howard Payne 15 lines, 4 comments
• A Description Of One Of The Pieces Of Tapistry At Long-Leat

  THUS Tapistry of old, the Walls adorn'd,
  Ere noblest Dames the artful Shuttle scorn'd:

  by Anne Kingsmill Finch 126 lines
• Extracts From Leon. An Unfinished Poem

  It is a summer evening, calm and fair,
  A warm, yet freshening glow is in the air;

  by Joseph Rodman Drake 382 lines
• Phantasmagoria Canto IV ( Hys Nouryture )

  "OH, when I was a little Ghost,
  A merry time had we!

  by Lewis Carroll 148 lines
• The Death of Nicou

  On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide
  In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side;

  by Thomas Chatterton 122 lines, 1 comment
• Phantasmagoria Canto VI ( Dyscomfyture )

  As one who strives a hill to climb,
  Who never climbed before:

  by Lewis Carroll 142 lines
• The Beggar to Mab, The Queen Fairy

  Please your Grace, from out your store
  Give an alms to one that's poor,

  by Robert Herrick 28 lines, 1 comment
• Phantasmagoria Canto VII ( Sad Souvenaunce )

  "WHAT'S this?" I pondered. "Have I slept?
  Or can I have been drinking?"

  by Lewis Carroll 59 lines
• Beowulf (Episode 02)

  WENT he forth to find at fall of night
  that haughty house, and heed wherever

  by Anonymous Olde English 74 lines
• Drudgery

  The sun climbs
  from cool streams

  by Jonas Hallgrimsson 25 lines, 1 comment
• Heccar and Gaira

  Where the rough Caigra rolls the surgy wave,
  Urging his thunders thro' the echoing cave;

  by Thomas Chatterton 104 lines, 1 comment
• The Fair Felon

  In Love's name you are charged hereby
  To make a speedy hue and cry,

  by James Shirley 28 lines
• The Kings Prophecie

  What Stoick could his steely brest containe
  (If Zeno self, or who were made beside

  by Joseph Hall 384 lines

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