Narcissus, by Guy Wetmore Carryl
Since the great, glad greeting of dawn from th...
Fish Poems
The Maldive Shark, by Herman Melville
About the Shark, phlegmatical one,
Pale sot ...
African Scenery, Birds, and Fruits, by Isaac McLellan
Enchanting scenes o'er Afric's mystic land
Sin...
The Dolphin, by Isaac McLellan
Swiftest and most rapacious of the tribes
That...
The End of the Year, by Isaac McLellan
As a life-weary pilgrim sinks to his last repos...
The Flying Fish, by Isaac McLellan
In Indian Ocean, or in seas
That dash their b...
The Kingfish, by Isaac McLellan
Off where the slender light-house lifts,
Like...
The Little Sunfish of the Brook, by Isaac McLellan
I remember those gay dawnings when life was fre...
Nature's Invitation, by Isaac McLellan
O'er the fair face of Nature let us muse,
And...
Speckled Bass at Lake Pepin, Minn., by Isaac McLellan
It is a fair, pellucid lake,
With towering b...
The Whale, by Isaac McLellan
Sailing across the lonely seas,
Sailing acros...
Province of Ontario, by James McIntyre
In the land of woods and lakes,
Pure happines...
Sand Martins, by Jean Ingelow
I passed an inland-cliff precipitate;
From ti...
The Fisherman and the Flounder, by John Godfrey Saxe
A GERMAN FAIRY TALE A fisherman, poor as poor...
On the Oubangui, by John J. Ronan
(for Ben) Guides poled and guests paddled,
...
Man Went to the Moon, by Justin Roberti
Man went to the moon
Never asked what she wan...
The Happy Trout, by Keith Holyoak
The trout had much to celebrate
Not just the l...
Another Toxic Relationship, by Kris Price
Here comes the beast that lays the golden egg, ...
The Prisoner of Chillon, by Lord Byron
My hair is grey, but not with years,
Nor gre...
Infinite Worlds, by Lucretius
Once more, we all from seed celestial spring, ...
The Void, by Lucretius
But yet creation's neither crammed nor blocked
...
Ugly, by M. Krochmalnik Grabois
There’ s an ugly man
(physically ugly
n...
The Cavern by the Sea, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
The tropical islands of Tonga
In the Southern ...
The White Crane, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Spread out thy ivory wings, bird of the waters...
The Sweet June Time, by Mary Dow Brine
The daisies and the buttercups
Now merrily are...