Rose Poems

Rose Poems

Waldeinsamkeit, by Ralph Waldo Emerson

I do not count the hours I spend
In wandering ...

Wealth, by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Who shall tell what did befall,
Far away in t...

Woodnotes II, by Ralph Waldo Emerson

As sunbeams stream through liberal space
And n...

The Black Cottage, by Robert Frost

WE chanced in passing by that afternoon
To cat...

A Line-Storm Song, by Robert Frost

THE line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift, ...

Love and a Question, by Robert Frost

A STRANGER came to the door at eve,
And he s...

Maple, by Robert Frost

Her teacher's certainty it must be Mabel
Made ...

My Butterfly, by Robert Frost

THINE emulous fond flowers are dead, too,
A...

New Hampshire, by Robert Frost

I met a lady from the South who said
(You won'...

Paul's Wife, by Robert Frost

To drive Paul out of any lumber camp
All that ...

Rose Pogonias, by Robert Frost

A SATURATED meadow,
Sun-shaped and jewel-sma...

To Earthward, by Robert Frost

LOVE at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could...

O Never Say That I Was False Of Heart , by William Shakespeare

O never say that I was false of heart,
Though ...

Sonet Liv , by William Shakespeare

O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
B...

Sonnet 1: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase , by William Shakespeare

From fairest creatures we desire increase,
Tha...

Sonnet 109: O, Never Say That I Was False Of Heart , by William Shakespeare

O, never say that I was false of heart,
Thoug...

Sonnet 98: From You Have I Been Absent In The Spring , by William Shakespeare

From you have I been absent in the spring,
Whe...

Sonnet Cix , by William Shakespeare

O, never say that I was false of heart,
Thou...

Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase , by William Shakespeare

From fairest creatures we desire increase,
Th...

Sonnet Xcv , by William Shakespeare

How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame
...

Sonnet Xcviii , by William Shakespeare

From you have I been absent in the spring,
Wh...

Sonnets Vi , by William Shakespeare

O HOW much more doth beauty beauteous seem
By ...