Poems begining by T
/ page 66 of 916 /The Boy Lives On Our Farm
© James Whitcomb Riley
The boy lives on our Farm, he's not
Afeard o' horses none!
The Clover
© James Whitcomb Riley
Some sings of the lily, and daisy, and rose,
And the pansies and pinks that the Summertime
The Kingdom of Love
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
In the dawn of the day, when the sea and the earth
Reflected the sunrise above,
The Death Of Almanzor
© Richard Monckton Milnes
Two and fifty times Almanzor had the Christian host o'erthrown;
Still again the Christians gatherèd, by despair the stronger grown.
Cityless and mountain--refuged they approacht the Douro's shores,
Falling, as a storm in summer, on the unsuspecting Moors.
The Farewell of a Virginia Slave Mother
© John Greenleaf Whittier
Of A Virginia Slave Mother To Her Daughters Sold Into Southern Bondage
Gone, gone, - sold and gone
To a Stout Shepherdess
© Jessie Pope
Dear lady, are you open to a hint
As down our sober pavement you display
The Memorial
© Alexander Pushkin
Beyond compare the monument I have erected,
And to this spirit column well-worn the people's path,--
Its head defiant will out-soar that famous pillar
The Emperor Alexander hath!
The Shepheardes Calender: August
© Edmund Spenser
Cuddye.
Sicker sike a roundle neuer heard I none.
Little lacketh Perigot of the best.
And Willye is not greatly ouergone,
So weren his vndersongs well addrest.
The Princes' Ques -Part the Eighth
© William Watson
Now as it chanced, the day was almost spent
When down the lonely mountain-side he went,
The Love Of The Game
© Edgar Albert Guest
There is too much of sighing, and weaving
Of pitiful tales of despair.
The Dalliance Of The Eagles
© Walt Whitman
SKIRTING the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)
Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,
The Norsemen
© John Greenleaf Whittier
GIFT from the cold and silent Past!
A relic to the present cast,
The Abencerrage : Canto III.
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Onward their slow and stately course they bend
To where the Alhambra's ancient towers ascend,
Reared and adorned by Moorish kings of yore,
Whose lost descendants there shall dwell no more.
The Lost Letter
© Henry Clay Work
Two lives wreck'd by a zephyr!
Two hearts crush'd by the fall,
When that most precious missive, that love laden letter,
Flutter'd down thro' the gap in the wall.
Two Sonnets From The Spanish Of Francisco De Medrano
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Causa la vista el artificio humano, etc.
The works of human artifice soon tire
The World That All Contains
© Fulke Greville
THE world, that all contains, is ever moving;
The stars within their spheres forever turn'd;
Nature, the queen of change, to change is loving,
And form to matter new is still adjourn'd.
The Princess Pats
© Edgar Albert Guest
A touch of the plain and the prairie,
A bit of the Motherland, too;