Pollio, by Virgil
Muses of Sicily, a loftier strain
Be ours: th...
Animal Poems
Priam's Fate, by Virgil
Perhaps you may of Priam's fate inquire.
He--w...
Silenus, by Virgil
First breathed my Muse the Syracusan strain,
...
Amsterdam, by Francis Jammes
THE pointed houses lean so you would swear
Tha...
The Cricket's Song, by Francis Jammes
LAST night the cricket sang when all was still....
The Dead Child, by Francis Jammes
A small house with a dog in front..
O my love!...
I Love ..., by Francis Jammes
I LOVE in old days Clara d'Ellé beuse,
...
In the Foliage, by Francis Jammes
As I stand in the foliage
...
Love, by Francis Jammes
LASS, when they talk of love, laugh in their ...
The Old Village, by Francis Jammes
THE old village was with roses filled,
And I ...
Dinner at the Hotel de la Tigresse Verte, by Donald Evans
I. TERRACE As they sat sipping their glasses i...
In the Vices, by Donald Evans
Gay and audacious crime glints in his eyes,
A...
Marise Kissing Her Shoulders, by Donald Evans
It is Easter morning,
And my beloved, with a...
The Mother of God: Acute Alcoholism, by Donald Evans
There was a snake in the gutter--
She was posi...
Somnambulist, by Donald Evans
Like a long winding-sheet unrolled
Across the ...
On His Blindness, by John Milton
When I consider how my light is spent
Ere half...
A Psalm of Life, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but ...
Oh, Stay at Home, My Lad, and Plough, by A. E. Housman
Oh stay at home, my lad, and plough
The land...
Marozia, by A. Ferdinand Herold
UPON the terrace where the shadow falls,
Enga...
The Bear Hunt, by Abraham Lincoln
A wild-bear chase, didst never see?
Then hast...
The Suicide’s Soliloquy, by Abraham Lincoln
Here, where the lonely hooting owl
Sends fort...
Aphrodite Speaks, by Aeschylus
The pure, bright heaven still yearns to blend ...
The Price of War, by Aeschylus
From Agamemnon Spectral forms in visions of th...
Bacchanal Eurynome, by Agathias
I, BACCHANAL Eurynome, to roam
The mountain ...
My Partridge, by Agathias
My partridge, wand'rer from the hills forlorn,...