Fly Poems

Fly Poems

Love's Night Walk, by Anacreon

Downward was the wheeling Bear
Driven by the W...

Now the Star of Day is High, by Anacreon

Now the star of day is high,
Fly, my girls, ...

The Old Lover, by Anacreon

Though my aged head be grey,
And thy youth mo...

The Swallow, by Anacreon

Gentle swallow, thou we know
Every year dost ...

Tell Me, Why, My Sweetest Dove, by Anacreon

Tell me, why, my sweetest dove,
Thus your h...

Winter Birds, by Andrew Downing

Fair is the sky, for the cloud-rack is lifted-...

The Invitation, by Anna Letitia Barbauld

HEALTH to my friend, and long unbroken years, ...

Life! I Know Not What Thou Art, by Anna Letitia Barbauld

Life! I know not what thou art,
But know tha...

The Angel of Death, To the Suicide, by Anne S. Bushby

What would'st thou--mortal rash and blind?
Has...

Christ's Invitation, by Anne S. Bushby

"Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heav...

The Poem of Antara, by Antarah ibn Shaddad

Have the bards who preceded me left any theme u...

The Ballad of the True Sportsman, by Arthur Guiterman

Since Walton first in sport began
To lure the ...

Baseball in de Park, by Arthur Guiterman

The Captain of the Neversweats was rooted in hi...

The Bat, by Arthur Guiterman

Airy-mouse, hairy mouse,
Keen-eared contrary...

How the Birds Came, by Arthur Guiterman

AN INDIAN LEGEND All summer long the forest tr...

Sleepy Hollow, by Arthur Guiterman

'Twas in the drowsy Moon of Falling Leaves,
A...

Alle Zattere, by Arthur Symons

Only to live, only to be
In Venice, is enoug...

At Tarragona, by Arthur Symons

If I could know but when and why
This piece of...

Sun God, by August Wilhelm Wern

Of many gods thus gone before,
That man did w...

The Hour Glass, by Ben Jonson

Consider this small dust, here in the glass,
...

The Praise of Destiny, by Bhartrhari

Under Vrihaspati's own eyes
Entrenched on heav...

Lament for Adonis, by Bion of Smyrna

I and the Loves Adonis dead deplore;
The beau...

Love Resistless, by Bion of Smyrna

Bright Cypris! Goddess ever meek and mild,
Of...

Homeward Bound, by C. B. Langston

Oh, to behold my native land once more!
To cl...