Pet poems

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Peter Walking Upon The Water

© John Newton

A Word from Jesus calms the sea,
The stormy wind controls;
And gives repose and liberty
To tempest-tossed souls.

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Songs Of A Country Home

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Who has not felt his heart leap up, and glow
What time the tulips first begin to blow,
Has one sweet joy, still left for him to know.

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Se Deshojaban Las Rosos

© Ramon Lopez Velarde

En los prados de tu huerto

A la luz del plenilunio

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The Lyric Rose.

© Robert Crawford

What other work in the world have I
Than but to sing my song, and die?
No other work of hate or love
For hell below or heaven above!

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Indiscretion

© Edith Nesbit

RED tulip-buds last night caressed
The sacred ivory of her breast.
She met me, eager to divine
What gold-heart bud of hope was mine.

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The Poet

© Madison Julius Cawein

He stands above all worldly schism,
  And, gazing over life's abysm,
  Beholds within the starry range
  Of heaven laws of death and change,
  That, through his soul's prophetic prism,
  Are turned to rainbows wild and strange.

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Alma; or, The Progress of the Mind. In Three Cantos. - Canto II.

© Matthew Prior

Richard, quoth Matt, these words of thine
Speak something sly and something fine;
But I shall e'en resume my theme,
However thou may'st praise or blame.

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Charles The First

© Percy Bysshe Shelley


A Pursuivant.
Place, for the Marshal of the Masque!

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Wings

© Katharine Lee Bates

GRAY gulls that wheeled and dipped and rose

Where tossing crests like Alpine snows

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An April Birthday--At Sea

© James Russell Lowell

On this wild waste, where never blossom came,
  Save the white wind-flower to the billow's cap,
Or those pale disks of momentary flame,
  Loose petals dropped from Dian's careless lap,
  What far fetched influence all my fancy fills,
  With singing birds and dancing daffodils?

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Confusion

© Kenneth Rexroth

I pass your home in a slow vermilion dawn,

The blinds are drawn, and the windows are open.

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Senlin: A Biography Pt 02: His Futile Preoccupations

© Conrad Aiken

Vine leaves tap my window,
Dew-drops sing to the garden stones,
The robin chips in the chinaberry tree
Repeating three clear tones.

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Young Love

© Sara Teasdale

I cannot heed the words they say,
The lights grow far away and dim,
Amid the laughing men and maids
My eyes unbidden seek for him.

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The Ring And The Book - Chapter III - The Other Half-Rome

© Robert Browning

ANOTHER DAY that finds her living yet,

Little Pompilia, with the patient brow

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The Voices Of The Rain

© Roderic Quinn

LAST night, when under troubled skies
The storm went marching o'er the plain,
An elfin music seemed to rise,
A singing in the rain.

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The Parish Register - Part III: Burials

© George Crabbe

drown'd.
"Is this a landsman's love? Be certain then,
"We part for ever!"--and they cried, "Amen!"
  His words were truth's:- Some forty summers

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Ruan’s Voyage

© Robert Laurence Binyon

``Fisherman, fisherman, help!'' she cried.
Ruan turned his boat aside
Swiftly in the eddying tide.

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An Athenian Reverie

© Archibald Lampman

How the returning days, one after one,

Came ever in their rhythmic round, unchanged,

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Hobbie Noble

© Andrew Lang

Foul fa' the breast first treason bred in!
That Liddesdale may safely say:
For in it there was baith meat and drink,
And corn unto our geldings gay.

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Eclogue 2: Alexis

© Publius Vergilius Maro

The shepherd Corydon with love was fired

For fair Alexis, his own master's joy: