Poems by André Breton
The Tables Turned
... Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things:&mdash ...
Song at the Feast of Brougham Castle upon the Restoration of Lord Clifford, the Shepherd, to the Estates and Honours of his Ancestors
... How, by Heaven's grace, this Clifford's heart was framed: ...
The Reverie of Poor Susan
... Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years: ...
Elegiac Stanzas Suggested by a Picture of Peele Castle in a Storm, Painted by Sir George Beaumont
... Then, Beaumont, Friend! who would have been the Friend, ...
It is not to be Thought of
... That this most famous Stream in bogs and sands ...
Simon Lee: The Old Huntsman
... bereft Of health, strength, friends, and kindred, see! ...
November, 1806
... That by our own right hands it must be wrought ...
Inside of King's College Chapel, Cambridge
... With ill-matched aims the Architect who planned— ...
The French Revolution as It Appeared to Enthusiasts at Its Commencement
... — Now was it that both found, the meek and lofty ...
Scorn not the Sonnet
... the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound ...
We Are Seven
... for still The little Maid would have her will, ...
I Travelled among Unknown Men
... Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed, ...
The Solitary Reaper
... Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow ...
Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802
... All bright and glittering in the smokeless air ...
"Why art thou silent! Is thy love a plant"
... Speak though this soft warm heart, once free to hold ...
