Poems begining by F
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Fifth Villain
© Anonymous
Tommy, in his football jersey,Fell into the river Mersey.."Ring us up from Birkenhead,If you get there,." father said.
For a Column at Runnymede
© Mark Akenside
Thou, who the verdant plain dost traverse hereWhile Thames among his willows from thy viewRetires; O stranger, stay thee, and the sceneAround contemplate well
From Home
© George MacDonald
Some men there are who cannot spare
A single tear until they feel
The last cold pressure, and the heel
Is stamped upon the outmost layer.
Fragments from "The Mysterious Key And What It Opened"
© Louisa May Alcott
Love comes to all soon or late,
And maketh gay or sad;
For every bird will find its mate,
And every lass a lad,
Flower-De-Luce: The Bells Of Lynn. Heard At Nahant
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
O curfew of the setting sun! O Bells of Lynn!
O requiem of the dying day! O Bells of Lynn!
Fire. (Sonnet II.)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Not without fire can any workman mould
The iron to his preconceived design,
Fragments
© George Meredith
This love of nature, that allures to take
Irregularity for harmony
Of larger scope than our hard measures make,
Cherish it as thy school for when on thee
The ills of life descend.
"For Beauty Being the Best of All We Know"
© Robert Seymour Bridges
For beauty being the best of all we know
Sums up the unsearchable and secret aims
Friendship
© Samuel Johnson
Friendship! peculiar boon of Heaven,
The noble mind's delight and pride,
To men and angels only given,
To all the lower world denied.
Fox's Dingle
© Robert Graves
Take now a country mood,
Resolve, distil it:
Nine Acre swaying alive,
June flowers that fill it,
First Love
© Shimazaki Toson
you had swept back your bangs for the first time
when I saw you under the apple tree
the flower-comb in your hair
I thought you yourself were a flower too.
Fragment Of A Meditation
© Allen Tate
In the beginning the irresponsible Verb
Connived with chaos whence I've seen it start
Riddles in the head for the nervous heart
To count its beat on: all beginnings run
Like water the easiest way or like birds
Fly on their cool imponderable flood.
Forby Sutherland
© George Gordon McCrae
A LANE of elms in June;the air
Of eve is cool and calm and sweet.
February
© Sara Teasdale
They spoke of him I love
With cruel words and gay;
My lips kept silent guard
On all I could not say.
Fidelity
© William Wordsworth
A BARKING sound the Shepherd hears,
A cry as of a dog or fox;
He halts--and searches with his eyes
Among the scattered rocks:
From Omar Khayyam
© Edward Fitzgerald
A BOOK of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread-and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness-
O, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
From A Window In Princes Street
© William Ernest Henley
Above the Crags that fade and gloom
Starts the bare knee of Arthur's Seat;
For A Marriage Of St. Catherine By Hans Memmelinck
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
(In the Hospital of St. John at Bruges)
MYSTERY: Catherine the bride of Christ.
