Poems yet to be categorised
- In this dim cave
we can go no furtherby James Douglas Morrison 21 lines, 11 comments - You are the fellow that has to decide
Whether you'll do it or toss it aside.by Edgar Albert Guest 32 lines - Aurora Leigh, be humble. Shall I hope
To speak my poems in mysterious tuneby Elizabeth Barrett Browning 1333 lines - IT is with humility really unassumed -–it is with a sentiment even of aweby Edgar Allan Poe 282 lines
- OLD Rip Van Winkle had a grandson, Rip,
Of the paternal block a genuine chip,—Âby Oliver Wendell Holmes Snr 130 lines - Thou art the star for which all evening waits--
O star of peace, come tenderly and soonby George Sterling 14 lines, 3 comments - What wonder this?--we ask the lympid well,
O earth! of thee--and from thy solemn wombby Friedrich von Schiller 72 lines - Your naturally beautiful reflection will gain entry into the clear waters of the
Gambhira River, as into a clear mind. Therefore it is not fitting that you, ouby Kalidasa 111 lines - HERE at right of the entrance this bronze head,
Human, superhuman, a bird's round eye,by William Butler Yeats 29 lines, 7 comments - At midnight an angel was crossing the sky,
And quietly he sang;by Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov 16 lines, 1 comment - I might wish the world were better,
I might sit around and sighby Edgar Albert Guest 35 lines - Light, oh where is the light?
Kindle it with the burning fire of desire!by Rabindranath Tagore 17 lines - Beneath my window in a city street
A monster lairs, a creature huge and grimby Eunice Tietjens 66 lines - He looks at me with a madman's eyes —
It's your house and porch I know so well.by Daniil Ivanovich Kharms 19 lines, 4 comments - "This were a wikkede wey but whoso hadde a gyde
That [myghte] folwen us ech a foot' -- thus this folk hem mened.by William Langland 336 lines - The winter sunset fronts the North. . . .
The light deserts the quiet sky. . . .by George Sterling 651 lines, 1 comment - Lord let me not in service lag.
Let me be worthy of our flag.by Edgar Albert Guest 12 lines - One of us in the compartment stares
Out of his window the whole day longby Cecil Day Lewis 36 lines - The Abbot on the threshold stood,
And in his hand the holy rood:by Sir Walter Scott 76 lines - WHERE Helen sits, the darkness is so deep,by Laura Elizabeth Richards 18 lines, 2 comments
- IN between a place and candy is a narrow foot-path that shows more mounting than anything, so much really that a calling meaning a bolster measured a whole thinby Gertrude Stein 1 lines
- A Cesar, or that Maximilian,
Who was our Henries learned Contemporary,by Charles Aleyn 3715 lines - Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow
Or by the lazy Scheldt or wandering Po,by Oliver Goldsmith 436 lines - Two beggars traveling along,
One blind, the other lame.by Benjamin Franklin 19 lines, 1 comment
