A Game of Chess, by T. S. Eliot
THE Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,...
Animal Poems
Gerontion, by T. S. Eliot
Thou hast nor youth nor age
But as it were an ...
The Hippopotamus, by T. S. Eliot
The broad-backed hippopotamus
Rests on his bel...
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, by T. S. Eliot
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona...
Mr. Apollinax, by T. S. Eliot
When Mr. Apollinax visited the United States
H...
Portrait of a Lady, by T. S. Eliot
Thou hast committed--
Fornication: but that wa...
Preludes, by T. S. Eliot
I The winter evening settles down
With smell ...
Rhapsody on a Windy Night, by T. S. Eliot
Twelve o'clock.
Along the reaches of the stree...
Sweeney Among the Nightingales, by T. S. Eliot
Apeneck Sweeney spreads his knees
Letting his ...
What the Thunder Said, by T. S. Eliot
After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
After...
Whispers of Immortality, by T. S. Eliot
Webster was much possessed by death
And saw th...
As I Ebb'd with the Ocean of Life, by Walt Whitman
1 As I ebb'd with the ocean of life,
As I w...
Beginning My Studies, by Walt Whitman
Beginning my studies the first step pleas'd me ...
A Broadway Pageant, by Walt Whitman
1 Over the Western sea hither from Niphon com...
By Blue Ontario's Shore, by Walt Whitman
By blue Ontario's shore,
As I mused of these ...
City of Orgies, by Walt Whitman
City of orgies, walks and joys,
City whom th...
Crossing Brooklyn Ferry, by Walt Whitman
1 Flood-tide below me! I see you face to face...
Europe [The 72nd and 73rd Years of These States], by Walt Whitman
Suddenly out of its stale and drowsy lair, the...
Faces, by Walt Whitman
1 Sauntering the pavement or riding the count...
From Paumanok Starting I Fly Like a Bird, by Walt Whitman
From Paumanok starting I fly like a bird,
Aro...
In Cabin'd Ships at Sea, by Walt Whitman
In cabin'd ships at sea,
The boundless blue o...
I Sing the Body Electric, by Walt Whitman
1 I sing the body electric,
The armies of t...
A Noiseless Patient Spider, by Walt Whitman
A noiseless patient spider,
I mark'd where on...
Of That Blithe Throat of Thine, by Walt Whitman
Of that blithe throat of thine from arctic blea...
Old Chants, by Walt Whitman
An ancient song, reciting, ending,
Once gaz...