Poems begining by B
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By The Sea
© Sara Teasdale
Beside an ebbing northern sea
While stars awaken one by one,
We walk together, I and he.
Bon Voyage
© James Russell Lowell
Ship, blest to bear such freight across the blue,
May stormless stars control thy horoscope;
Bedouin
© James Whitcomb Riley
O love is like an untamed steed!--
So hot of heart and wild of speed,
Beranger's "To My Old Coat"
© Eugene Field
Still serve me in my age, I pray,
As in my youth, O faithful one;
Between The Gates
© John Greenleaf Whittier
Between the gates of birth and death
An old and saintly pilgrim passed,
With look of one who witnesseth
The long-sought goal at last.
Buttercups and Daisies
© Eliza Cook
I never see a young hand hold
The starry bunch of white and gold,
Bonny Lassie O!
© John Clare
O the evening's for the fair, bonny lassie O!
To meet the cooler air and walk an angel there,
With the dark dishevelled hair,
Bonny lassie O!
Book Of Parables - In The Koran With Strange Delight
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
In the Koran with strange delight
A peacock's feather met my sight:
Ballades II - Of The Book-Hunter
© Andrew Lang
Prince, all the things that tease and please,
Fame, hope, wealth, kisses, cheers, and tears,
What are they but such toys as these,
Aldines, Bodonis, Elzevirs?
Blasphemy
© Millosh Gjergj Nikolla
The mosques and churches float through our memories,
Prayers devoid of sense or taste echo from their walls.
Never has the heart of god been touched by them,
And yet it beats on amidst the sounds of drums and bells.
Bustle in a house
© Emily Dickinson
The bustle in a house
The morning after death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon earth,-
Bion
© Andrew Lang
And dirge to dirge that answers, and the weeping
For Adonais by the summer sea,
The plaints for Lycidas, and Thyrsis (sleeping
Far from 'the forest ground called Thessaly'),
These hold thy memory, Bion, in their keeping,
And are but echoes of the moan for thee.
Boston To Florence
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
Sent to "The Philological Circle" of Florence for its
meeting in commemoration of Dante, January 27, 1881,
the anniversary of his first condemnation.
Beauty Imposes [2]
© John Shaw Neilson
Beauty imposes reverence in the Spring,
Grave as the urge within the honeybuds,
It wounds us as we sing.
Blind Joy
© John Frederick Nims
Crude seeings all our joy: could we discern
The cold dark infinite vast where atoms burn
Lone sunsin flesh, our treasure and our play,
Whod dare to breathe this fern-thick bird-rich day?
Botany-Bay Flowers
© Barron Field
GOD of this Planet! for the name best fits
The purblind view, which men of this "dim spot"
Blithe Dreams Arise To Greet Us
© William Ernest Henley
Blithe dreams arise to greet us,
And life feels clean and new,
Burlesque
© Samuel Johnson
The tender infant, meek and mild,
Fell down upon the stone:
The nurse took p the squealing child,
But still the child squeal'd on.
Bells
© Sara Teasdale
AT six o'clock of an autumn dusk
With the sky in the west a rusty red,
The bells of the mission down in the valley
Cry out that the day is dead.
