The Bluebird, by Andrew Downing
I saw a pretty bluebird, yesterday,
Rocking ...
Bird Poems
A Desert Rain, by Andrew Downing
The cool rain poured in sudden haste
Upon the ...
Destiny, by Andrew Downing
A wise old mother is Nature--
She guideth her ...
The Hummingbird, by Andrew Downing
Hush! Make no sound, nor move your fingertips-...
In Winter Time, by Andrew Downing
Though leafless are my trees--
My trees so tal...
The Oriole, by Andrew Downing
In robe of orange, and of black,
With mellow...
The Red Bird, by Andrew Downing
When the summer sky is a tent of blue,
And ro...
A Legend of Antwerp, by Anna Katherine Green
They led him forth. The morning sun
Was shinin...
One Month, by Anna Katherine Green
A little month ago, and in my ear
I heard you...
Through the Trees, by Anna Katherine Green
If I had known whose face I'd see
Above the he...
The Invitation, by Anna Letitia Barbauld
HEALTH to my friend, and long unbroken years, ...
A Letter from Home, by Anne S. Bushby
In the bright sunny days of halcyon youth,
Wh...
The Poem of Antara, by Antarah ibn Shaddad
Have the bards who preceded me left any theme u...
What Thought May Be, by Ardelia Cotton Barton
A blaze of glory, or a demon wild,
A phantom...
Chorus of Birds, by Aristophanes
Come on then, ye, dwellers by Nature in darkn...
The Bat, by Arthur Guiterman
Airy-mouse, hairy mouse,
Keen-eared contrary...
A Strike in Fairyland, by Arthur Guiterman
There's terrible trouble in Fairyland,
I hear...
Hesterna Rosa, by Arthur Symons
When a girl's fancy flutters to a man,
It is ...
In the Vale of Llangollen, by Arthur Symons
In the fields and the lanes again!
There's a b...
In the Wood of Finvara, by Arthur Symons
I have grown tired of sorrow and human tears;
...
Kisses, by Arthur Symons
Sweet, can I sing you the song of your kisses?...
Love's Paradox, by Arthur Symons
Once I smiled when I saw you, when I saw you s...
Nora on the Pavement, by Arthur Symons
As Nora on the pavement
Dances, and she entra...
The Primrose Dance: Tivoli, by Arthur Symons
TO MINNIE CUNNINGHAM Skirts like the amber pet...
The Wood-Nymph, by Arthur Symons
After a picture by Burne Jones The green leave...