Poems begining by A
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A Fiddler In The North
© Robert Burns
Amang the trees, where humming bees,
At buds and flowers were hinging, O,
A Tragic Story
© William Makepeace Thackeray
There lived a sage in days of yore,
And he a handsome pigtail wore;
But wondered much and sorrowed more,
Because it hung behind him.
A Career
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
He lived a silent life alone,
And laid him down when it was done;
And at his head was placed a stone
On which was carved a name unknown!
A Country Pathway
© James Whitcomb Riley
I come upon it suddenly, alone--
A little pathway winding in the weeds
That fringe the roadside; and with dreams my own,
I wander as it leads.
Alfs Seventh Bit
© Ezra Pound
Did I 'ear it 'arf in a doze:
The Co-ops was a goin' somewhere,
Did I 'ear it while pickin' 'ops;
How they better start takin' care,
A New Years Gift For Bec
© Jonathan Swift
Returning Janus now prepares,
For Bec, a new supply of cares,
Sent in a bag to Dr. Swift,
Who thus displays the new-year's gift.
Annunciation
© Muriel Stuart
When to your virgin heart, unstirred, ungiven,
Upon the quiet mountainside untrod,
The sudden naked fire came down from heaven,
Burning you with the very breath of God,
An Address to the Steam Washing Company and Letter of Remonstrance from Bridget Jones to the Nobleme
© Thomas Hood
An Address to the Steam Washing Company
"For shamelet the linen alone!" M. W. of Windsor.
Mr. ScrubMr. Slopor whoever you be!
Above The Battle
© Katharine Lee Bates
But they, above the battle, throng a space
Of starry silences and silver rest.
Commingled ghosts, they press like brothers through
White, dove-winged portals, where one Father's face
Atones their passion, as the ethereal blue
Serenes the fiery glows of east and west.
A Mother's Answer
© Louisa Lawson
You ask me, dear child, why thus sadly I weep
For baby the angels have taken to keep;
