Gareth and Lynette, by Alfred Tennyson
The last tall son of Lot and Bellicent,
And t...
Apple Poems
The Holy Grail, by Alfred Tennyson
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done
...
The Last Tournament, by Alfred Tennyson
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood
H...
The Marriage of Geraint, by Alfred Tennyson
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court,...
O Darling Room, by Alfred Tennyson
I O darling room, my heart's delight,
Dear ...
Thaw, by Lola Ridge
Blow through me wind
As you blow through apple...
Irony, by D. H. Lawrence
ALWAYS, sweetheart,
Carry into your room the...
A Love Song, by D. H. Lawrence
REJECT me not if I should say to you
I do forg...
The Image, by Anna de Noailles
POOR fawn in a dying trance,
In thy glazing e...
Offering, by Anna de Noailles
FOR you, O youths, the books that I have writ...
Offering to Pan, by Anna de Noailles
THIS wooden cup, black as an apple pip,
Wher...
East-Side: New York, by Maxwell Bodenheim
An old Jew munches an apple,
With conquering ...
Forgetfulness, by Maxwell Bodenheim
Happier than green-kirtled apple-trees
Waving ...
A Woman's Last Word, by Robert Browning
Let's contend no more, Love,
Strive nor wee...
The Garden God's Address, by Catullus
This farm, young passengers, these marshy mea...
Lesbia's Sparrow, by Catullus
Sparrow, that art my darling's pet--
My darli...
The Fruit Shop, by Amy Lowell
Cross-ribboned shoes; a muslin gown,
High-wai...
The Great Adventure of Max Breuck, by Amy Lowell
1 A yellow band of light upon the street
Pour...
Hora Stellatrix, by Amy Lowell
The stars hang thick in the apple tree,
The s...
Off the Turnpike, by Amy Lowell
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest.
I jest stepped in ...
Reaping, by Amy Lowell
You want to know what's the matter with me, do...
An Epithalamium, by Sappho
Fragments 91, 92, 99, 106, 104, 103, 100,...
Like the Sweet Apple, by Sappho
Like the sweet apple that reddens
At end of th...
My Garden, by Sappho
I've a garden, a garden of dreams, Wh...
One Girl, by Sappho
I Like the sweet apple which reddens upon the ...