To the Lips, by C. B. Langston
Ye beauteous lips! Ye fair but wily twins!
Par...
Coral Poems
Waikiki Beach, by Christine Siebeneck Swayne
This is the Beach whereon the white foam flies
...
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love, by Christopher Marlowe
Come live with me and be my Love,
And we will...
The Palmer's Rosary, by Eliza Allen Starr
No coral beads on costly chain of gold
The Pal...
Science and the Soul, by Henry Abbey
I sought, in sleep, to find the mountain-land...
The Building of the Ship, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
"Build me straight, O worthy Master!
Staunch...
To a Child, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Dear child! How radiant on thy mother's knee,
...
Atlantis, by Herman Scheffauer
Westward the pillars slender
Of Hercules it la...
The Ocean, by Isaac McLellan
Morn on the Summer Sea--the breaking light
Is ...
Kiss XVIII, by Johannes Secundus
When Cytherea first beheld
Those lips with rub...
In October, by John Burroughs
Now comes the sunset of the verdant year,
Che...
Cards and Kisses, by John Lyly
Cupid and my Campaspe play'd
At cards for kiss...
The Cavern by the Sea, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
The tropical islands of Tonga
In the Southern ...
The Depths, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Sublime and wonderful art thou, O deep,
Illu...
The Spirit of Poesy, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
A viewless Spirit walks this changing earth
Al...
The Tomb of Man, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
What is your pageantry, O earth!
And what is ...
A Sunset, by Nellie Seelye Evans
Across a sea of splendor
An emerald ship saile...
Atlantis, by Richard Chenevix Trench
I could loose my boat
And could bid it float
...
John Frost, by Robert Leighton
The arch-eyed sun stands in the east, amazed
...
Among the Lilies, by Rosa Vertner Jeffrey
Dost mind the summer day when first we met
Upo...
The Phantom Ball, by Rosa Vertner Jeffrey
There's a staunch old Southern mansion near the...
Two Women, by Rosa Vertner Jeffrey
Once, in a multitude, I met a woman tall and ...
Under the Sands, by Rosa Vertner Jeffrey
Suggested by a notice of Sir Douglas Forsyth's ...
Her Reply, by Sir Walter Raleigh
If all the world and love were young,
And tru...
The Rape of Lucrece, by William Shakespeare
FROM the besieged Ardea all in post,
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