Georgic IV, by Virgil
Of air-born honey, gift of heaven, I now
Tak...
Nightingale Poems
Ebb and Flow, by Albert Laighton
I wandered alone beside the stream;
The tide ...
At San Giovanni Del Lago, by Alfred Austin
I I leaned upon the rustic bridge,
And watch...
A Woman's Apology, by Alfred Austin
In the green darkness of a summer wood,
Where...
The Dying Rose to the Nightingale, by Alice Williams Brotherton
What were the gifts of a thousand lovers
To th...
The Mower to the Glo-Worms, by Andrew Marvell
Ye living Lamps, by whose dear light
The Nigh...
The Nightingale, by Anna Katherine Green
And now soft night hath ta'en her seat on high,...
My Boyish Days, by C. B. Langston
My boyish days are long past now,
Time's sile...
A Cemetery in France, by Edwin Curran
Dawn takes the everlasting skies
And shoulders...
Winter Night, by Edwin Curran
The stars like bells flash down the silver sky,...
The Nightingale Heard by the Unsatisfied Heart, by Jean Ingelow
When in May-day hush
Chanteth the Missel-thrus...
Shudders of Flowers, by Jean Lahor
IN summer eves the flowers have languors of
Wo...
Young Mary, by John Imlah
Young Mary by the burn,
O lo'ed her o'er them...
In Memoriam: Florence Nightingale, by Joyce Kilmer
She whom we love, our Lady of Compassion,
Ca...
To the Birds, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
O lark, whose joyous warbling comes
Across th...
At Dawn, by Maurice Browne
No wild-foot Dryad haunts this leafless glade
...
Lament for Bion, by Moschus
Ye mountain valleys, pitifully groan!
Rivers ...
The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyám, by Omar Khayyám
I
WAKE! For the Sun, who scatter'd into ...
The Nightingale, by Sara Coleridge
In April comes the Nightingale,
That sings wh...
Signs of Rain, by Sara Coleridge
THE Thrush has been silent for many a long day,...
Chorus from Ajax, by Sophocles
Fair Salamis, the billow's roar
Wanders aroun...
Electra's Song, by Sophocles
O holy light of day,
And air with earth comme...
Ask Me No More Where Jove Bestows, by Thomas Carew
Ask me no more where Jove bestows,
When June ...
Matin Song, by Thomas Heywood
Pack, clouds, away! And welcome, day!
With ...