The Bride's Lament, by Du Fu
Where choked with hemp and weeds the dodder gro...
Animal Poems
The Chariots Go Forth to War, by Du Fu
Chariots rumble and roll: horses whinny and nei...
Dawn, by Du Fu
In Po-ti town the watchman's rap is over for to...
Dreaming of Li Bai, by Du Fu
I If death parts us, the tears will dry one d...
The Excursion, by Du Fu
I How delighted, at sunset, to loosen the bo...
A Farewell Ode, by Du Fu
The world is full of battle.
Why wilt thou rid...
The Harvest Moon, by Du Fu
15th of 8th moon The flying mirror of the Moon...
Homesickness, by Du Fu
Upon the river's whiteness the birds more clear...
The Milky Way, by Du Fu
Often hidden, often bright,
Clearest on an a...
The Mockingbird, by Du Fu
What! Is the mocking bird come?
The Spring, h...
My Reflection by Night, by Du Fu
Some scattered grass. A shore breeze blowing li...
The River's Brim, by Du Fu
One day of Spring went stealing to Chang-an Riv...
The Tatar Horse, by Du Fu
A Tatar horse from Derbend, all slimness, mus...
To the Moon, by Du Fu
The Autumn drawing up along the Night,
Amidst...
Yo-Yang Tower, by Du Fu
Long since the fame of Tung-ting Lake I knew.
...
Bad Dreams: III, by Robert Browning
THIS was my dream: I saw a Forest
Old as the e...
The Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church, by Robert Browning
ROME, 15 Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity...
The Cardinal and the Dog, by Robert Browning
CRESCENZIO, the Pope's Legate at the High Coun...
De Gustibus—, by Robert Browning
Your ghost will walk, you lover of trees,
(I...
The Glove, by Robert Browning
(Peter Ronsard Loquitur) "Heigho!" yawned one ...
A Grammarian's Funeral, by Robert Browning
SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE...
How They Brought the Good News from Ghent to Aix, by Robert Browning
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he;
...
Incident of the French Camp, by Robert Browning
You know, we French stormed Ratisbon:
A mile...
Instans Tyrannus, by Robert Browning
Of the million or two, more or less,
I rule ...
The Italian in England, by Robert Browning
That second time they hunted me
From hill to ...