Art poems

 / page 98 of 137 /
star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

A Man Of Many Parts

© James Whitcomb Riley

It was a man of many parts,

  Who in his coffer mind

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Dunciad: Book II.

© Alexander Pope

Not with more glee, by hands Pontific crown'd,
With scarlet hats wide-waving circled round,
Rome in her Capitol saw Querno sit,
Throned on seven hills, the Antichrist of wit.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

A Toast To Wilkie Collins

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

THE painter's and the poet's fame
Shed their twinned lustre round his name,
To gild our story-teller's art,
Where each in turn must play his part.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

In Memorium : Adam Lindsay Gordon

© Henry Kendall

AT rest! Hard by the margin of that sea

Whose sounds are mingled with his noble verse,

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Front Seat

© Edgar Albert Guest

When I was but a little lad I always liked to ride,

No matter what the rig we had, right by the driver's side.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Nightmare At Noon

© Stephen Vincent Benet

But do not call it loud. There is plenty of time.
There is plenty of time, while the bombs on London fall
And turn the world to wind and water and fire.
There is time to sleep while the fire-bombs fall on London,
They are stubborn people in London.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Ghost - Book I

© Charles Churchill

With eager search to dart the soul,

Curiously vain, from pole to pole,

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Adam's Curse

© William Butler Yeats

WE sat together at one summer's end,

That beautiful mild woman, your close friend,

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Towards Break Of Day

© William Butler Yeats

WAS it the double of my dream

The woman that by me lay

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt. Canto I.

© George Gordon Byron

Nay, smile not at my sullen brow,
Alas! I cannot smile again:
Yet Heaven avert that ever thou
Shouldst weep, and haply weep in vain.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Before You Came

© Faiz Ahmed Faiz

tum jo naa aa'e the to har chiiz vahii thii kih jo hai
aasmaaN hadd-e-nazar, raahguzar raahguzar, shiishaah-e-mai,
shiishaah-e-mai

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Meaning Of Life

© Allen Tate

A Monologue

Think about it at will: there is that

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Banks Of Wye - Book IV

© Robert Bloomfield

Here ivy'd fragments, lowering, throw
Broad shadows on the poor below,
Who, while they rest, and when they die,
Sleep on the rock-built shores of WYE.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Fences by Pat Mora: American Life in Poetry #192 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-2006

© Ted Kooser

Class, status, privilege; despite all our talk about equality, they're with us wherever we go. In this poem, Pat Mora, who grew up in a Spanish speaking home in El Paso, Texas, contrasts the lives of rich tourists with the less fortunate people who serve them. The titles of poems are often among the most important elements, and this one is loaded with implication. Fences

Mouths full of laughter,
the turistas come to the tall hotel
with suitcases full of dollars.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

To The Honourable Charles Montague, Esq.

© Matthew Prior

Howe'er, 'tis well that, while mankind
Through fate's perverse meander errs,
He can imagined pleasures find
To combat against real cares.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Third Monarchy, being the Grecian, beginning under Alexander the Great in the 112. Olympiad.

© Anne Bradstreet

Great Alexander was wise Philips son,

He to Amyntas, Kings of Macedon;

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Church Militant

© George Herbert

Almightie Lord, who from thy glorious throne

Seest and rulest all things ev'n as one:

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Vision of Columbus – Book 3

© Joel Barlow

Now, twice twelve years, the children of the skies

Beheld in peace their growing empire rise;

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Hymn To The Naiads

© Mark Akenside

ARGUMENT. The Nymphs, who preside over springs and rivulets, are addressed at day-break, in honor of their several functions, and of the relations which they bear to the natural and to the moral world. Their origin is deduced from the first allegorical deities, or powers of nature; according to the doctrine of the old mythological poets, concerning the generation of the gods and the rise of things. They are then successively considered, as giving motion to the air and exciting summer-breezes; as nourishing and beautifying the vegetable creation; as contributing to the fullness of navigable rivers, and consequently to the maintenance of commerce; and by that means, to the maritime part of military power. Next is represented their favourable influence upon health, when assisted by rural exercise: which introduces their connection with the art of physic, and the happy effects of mineral medicinal springs. Lastly, they are celebrated for the friendship which the Muses bear them, and for the true inspiration which temperance only can receive: in opposition to the enthusiasm of the more licentious poets.

--

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The World In The House

© Jane Taylor

  Regions of intellect ! serenely fair,
Hence let us rise, and breathe your purer air.
--There shine the stars ! one intellectual glance
At that bright host,--on yon sublime expanse,
Might prove a cure ;--well, say they, let them shine
With all our hearts,--but let us dress and dine.