Poems about Tribute

• My Country

  The love of field and coppice,
  Of green and shaded lanes.

  by Dorothea Mackellar 52 lines, 42 comments
• Lucy Gray [or Solitude]

  Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray,
  And when I cross'd the Wild,

  by William Wordsworth 80 lines, 24 comments
• Perhaps (To R.A.L.)

  Perhaps some day the sun will shine again,
  And I shall see that still the skies are blue,

  by Vera Brittain 23 lines, 9 comments
• Happy Birthday Mr W B Yeats

  William Butler Yeats - HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
  141 years ago on 13th June 1865 William Butler Yeats was born in Dublin, Ireland. Yeats mad

  by Old Poetry 112 lines, 2 comments
• The Song of Australia

  The centuries found me to nations unknown –
  My people have crowned me and made me a throne;

  by Henry Lawson 28 lines, 3 comments
• Bora Ring

  The song is gone; the dance
  is secret with the dancers in the earth,

  by Judith Wright 16 lines, 25 comments
• The Village Schoolmaster

  Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way
  With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay,

  by Oliver Goldsmith 25 lines, 7 comments
• Birthday Verses

  In the morning of life's day,
  All before is bright and gay,

  by David John Scott 30 lines, 1 comment
• Ay Momino! Hussain ka matam akheer hai

  Ay Momino! Hussain ka matam akheer hai
  Bazm e azaa e qibla e alam akheer hai

  by Mir Babar Ali Anees 126 lines, 8 comments
• Demain, dès l'aube...

  Demain, dès l'aube, à l'heure où blanchit la campagne,
  Je partirai. Vois-tu, je sais que tu m'attends.

  by Victor Marie Hugo 13 lines, 3 comments
• Five Visions Of Captain Cook

  COOK was a captain of the Admiralty
  When sea-captains had the evil eye,

  by Kenneth Slessor 217 lines, 4 comments
• Karbala Part I

  Jab qata ki masafat e shab aaftaab ne
  Jalwa kiya sahar ke rukhe behijaab ne

  by Mir Babar Ali Anees 358 lines, 12 comments
• Bullocky

  Beside his heavy-shouldered team
  thirsty with drought and chilled with rain,

  by Judith Wright 33 lines, 4 comments
• Tomorrow, At Dawn

  Tomorrow, at dawn, at the hour when the countryside whitens,
  I will set out.  You see, I know that you wait for me.

  by Victor Marie Hugo 13 lines, 2 comments
• Ode to the West Wind

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

  by Percy Bysshe Shelley 98 lines, 12 comments
• Karbala Part II

  Jheelon se chaar paaye na uthte thay taaba shaam
  Maskan mein machliyoon ke samandar ka tha maqaam

  by Mir Babar Ali Anees 241 lines, 65,535 comments
• To My Brother (In Memory of July 1st, 1916)

  Your battle-wounds are scars upon my heart,
  Received when in that grand and tragic 'show'

  by Vera Brittain 18 lines
• There Was A Boy

  There was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs
  And islands of Winander! many a time,

  by William Wordsworth 34 lines, 1 comment
• The Spanish Dancer (Verse X)

  My soul tremulous and forlorn
  At nightfall will grow lonely:

  by Jose Marti 133 lines, 1 comment
• Cynddylan on a Tractor

  Ah, you should see Cynddylan on a tractor.
  Gone the old look that yoked him to the soil,

  by R S Thomas 15 lines, 4 comments
• Lament For Ignacio Sanchez Mejias

  1. Cogida and death
  At five in the afternoon.

  by Federico Garcia Lorca 261 lines, 3 comments
• Anniversary Poem

  No costly gifts have I to bring,
  To grace your festive board,

  by David John Scott 16 lines
• Doha 1

  
  "Tulsi Tulsi sab kahe,Tulsi ban ki ghaas

  by Tulsidas 4 lines
• To A Dark Girl

  I love you for your brownness,
  And the rounded darkness of your breast,

  by Gwendolyn Bennett 13 lines
• Fuzzy-Wuzzy

  We've fought with many men acrost the seas,
  An' some of 'em was brave an' some was not:

  by Rudyard Kipling 48 lines, 14 comments
• To Roosevelt {1}

  The voice that would reach you, Hunter, must speak
  in Biblical tones, or in the poetry of Walt Whitman.

  by Ruben Dario 57 lines, 1 comment
• Sailor Town

  Along the wharves in sailor town a singing whisper goes
  Of the wind among the anchored ships, the wind that blows

  by Cicely Fox Smith 23 lines, 10 comments
• To a Bull-Dog

  We shan't see Willy any more, Mamie,
  He won't be coming any more:

  by John Collings Squire 88 lines, 3 comments
• A Bushranger

  Jackey Jackey gallops on a horse like a swallow
  Where the carbines bark and the blackboys hollo.

  by Kenneth Slessor 23 lines, 65,535 comments
• On The Death Of A Sister

  Dear to my soul! ah, early lost!
  Affection's arm was weak to save:

  by James Grahame 103 lines

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