Poems begining by A
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A Misunderstanding
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
Then I were a fool so to dream
So, friend, grant your pardon to me.
She I loved and I lost was not you,
But what I had wished you to be.
A Wraith In The Mist. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fifth)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
On the green little isle of Inchkenneth,
Who is it that walks by the shore,
So gay with his Highland blue bonnet,
So brave with his targe and claymore?
A Son
© Rudyard Kipling
My son was killed while laughing at some jest, I would
I knew
What it was and it might serve me in a time when jests
are few.
An Ode. The Merchant, To Secure
© Matthew Prior
The merchant, to secure his treasure,
Conveys it in a borrow'd name:
Euphelia serves to grace my measure:
But Cloe is my real flame.
Answer To A Beautiful Poem, Entitled 'The Common Lot'
© George Gordon Byron
MONTGOMERY! true, the common lot
Of mortals lies in Lethe's wave;
Yet some shall never be forgot,
Some shall exist beyond the grave.
Adieu, Adieu! My Native Shore
© George Gordon Byron
Adieu, adieu! my native shore
Fades o'ver the waters blue;
A Christmas Greeting To K.B.
© Joseph Furphy
While changing Seasons run their course,
Controlled and guided from above,
It is thy part to re-enforce
The broadening stream of Light and Love.
Another
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Or submissively give in,
Triumph, or else yield to clamour:
Be the anvil or the hammer.
Alnaschar
© Francis Bret Harte
Here's yer toy balloons! All sizes!
Twenty cents for that. It rises
Jest as quick as that 'ere, Miss,
Twice as big. Ye see it is
Some more fancy. Make it square
Fifty for 'em both. That's fair.
Avril
© François Coppée
Lorsqu'un homme n'a pas d'amour,
Rien du printemps ne l'intéresse ;
Il voit même sans allégresse,
Hirondelles, votre retour ;
A Wife Deplores The Absence Of Her Husband
© Confucius
Away the startled pheasant flies,
With lazy movement of his wings.
Borne was my heart's lord from my eyes;--
What pain the separation brings!
Argentile and Curan. - extracted from Albion's England
© William Warner
The Brutons thus departed hence, seaven kingdoms here begonne,
Where diversly in divers broyls the Saxons lost and wonne.
Amadis And Oriana
© Madison Julius Cawein
From "Beltenebros at Miraflores"
O sunset, from the springs of stars
A Cameo
© Algernon Charles Swinburne
THERE WAS a graven image of Desire
Painted with red blood on a ground of gold
An everywhere of silver,
© Emily Dickinson
An everywhere of silver,
With ropes of sand
To keep it from effacing
The track called land.
At the Top of My voice
© Vladimir Mayakovsky
Professor,
take off your bicycle glasses!
I myself will expound
those times
and myself.
Attitude To A Miss
© Vladimir Mayakovsky
That night was to decide
if she and I
were to be lovers.
Under cover
A Description Of The King
© Zbigniew Herbert
The king's beard on which sauces and ovations
fell until it became heavy as an axe
appears suddenly in a dream to a man condemned to die
and on a candlestick of flesh shines alone in the dark.
Advice To The Ladies At Bath. Written By A Lady.
© Mary Barber
Ye heedless Fair, who trifle Life away,
Let either Brownlow set your Notions right:
Be, like the Daughter, innocently gay;
Or, like the Mother, prudent and polite.
