To the Cuckoo, by William Wordsworth
O blithe New-comer! I have heard,
I hear thee...
Animal Poems
To the Same Flower, by William Wordsworth
Pleasures newly found are sweet
When they lie ...
The Two April Mornings, by William Wordsworth
We walked along, while bright and red
Uprose...
Vaudracour and Julia, by William Wordsworth
O happy time of youthful lovers (thus
My story...
The Waggoner, by William Wordsworth
Canto the First 'Tis spentthis burning day of ...
When, to the Attractions of the Busy World, by William Wordsworth
When, to the attractions of the busy world,
...
A Whirl-blast from Behind the Hill, by William Wordsworth
A whirl-blast from behind the hill
Rushed o'er...
Written in Very Early Youth, by William Wordsworth
Calm is all nature as a resting wheel.
The kin...
Yarrow Unvisited, by William Wordsworth
From Stirling castle we had seen
The mazy Fort...
After Youth, by Evelyn Scott
Oh, that mysterious singing sadness of youth!
...
Autumn Night, by Evelyn Scott
The moon is as complacent as a frog.
She sits ...
Christian Luxuries, by Evelyn Scott
The red fountain of shame gushes up from my hea...
Destiny, by Evelyn Scott
I am lost in the vast cave of night.
No sound ...
Home Again, by Evelyn Scott
Where I used to be
I could hear the sea.
The ...
Night Music, by Evelyn Scott
Through the blue water of night
Rises the whit...
Rain in the Mountains, by Evelyn Scott
Like inexorable peace,
The mists march throug...
Suicide, by Evelyn Scott
A dirty little beetle
Peers into motionless ey...
A Very Old Rose Jar, by Evelyn Scott
She ran across the lawn after the cat
And I sa...
Winter Dawn, by Evelyn Scott
Cloudy dawn flower unfolds;
Moon moth gyrates...
The First Encounter, by Arthur Rimbaud
She was only half-dressed
And equally bare tre...
The Vowels, by Arthur Rimbaud
YE vowels, A black, E white, I red, U green...
As Round the Parting Ray the Busy Motes, by Walter Savage Landor
As round the parting ray the busy motes
In edd...
Beloved the Last! Beloved the Most!, by Walter Savage Landor
Beloved the last! Beloved the most!
With willi...
Fiesole Idyl, by Walter Savage Landor
Here, where precipitate Spring, with one ligh...
From Yonder Wool-Mark Blue-Eyed Eve Proceed, by Walter Savage Landor
From yonder wool-mark blue-eyed Eve proceed:
...