After the Winter, by Claude McKay
Some day, when trees have shed their leaves
A...
Animal Poems
America, by Claude McKay
Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
An...
Flirtation, by Claude McKay
Upon thy purple mat thy body bare
Is fine and ...
Morning Joy, by Claude McKay
At night the wide and level stretch of wold,
...
A Red Flower, by Claude McKay
Your lips are like a southern lily red,
Wet w...
To a Poet, by Claude McKay
There is a lovely noise about your name,
Abov...
To Winter, by Claude McKay
Stay, season of calm love and soulful snows!
...
The Tropics in New York, by Claude McKay
Bananas ripe and green, and ginger-root,
Coc...
Circe, by Walter Wykes
your mansion rises
in the middle of a clearing...
O, Ancient Rulers of the Earth, by Walter Wykes
I. O, ancient rulers of the Earth,
O, rac...
Behind the Blameless Trees, by Rainer Maria Rilke
Behind the blameless trees
old fate slowly bui...
I Live My Life in Spreading Rings, by Rainer Maria Rilke
I live my life in spreading rings
that encompa...
Just As On the Last Day, by Rainer Maria Rilke
Just as on the last day the dead will tear them...
Last Evening, by Rainer Maria Rilke
Night and the sound of distant transport as tro...
The Panther, by Rainer Maria Rilke
His gaze has grown so weary from passing the ba...
Alexis, by Virgil
Alexis, beauteous, and his lord's delight,
...
Gallus, by Virgil
This closing effort, Arethusa, aid;
A few b...
Georgic I, by Virgil
Whence joyful harvests spring, what heav'nly s...
Georgic II, by Virgil
Thus far the tilth of fields and stars of heave...
Georgic III, by Virgil
Thee too, great Pales, will I hymn, and thee...
Georgic IV, by Virgil
Of air-born honey, gift of heaven, I now
Tak...
Meliboeus, by Virgil
Daphnis beneath a whispering holm reclined,
A...
The Messiah, by Virgil
Sicilian Muse, begin a loftier strain!
Tho' l...
O Virgin, by Virgil
O virgin! Or what other name you bear
Above th...
Pharmaceutria, by Virgil
The tale of love Alphesiboeus sung
And Damon, ...