Sheep Poems

Sheep Poems

Coldness in Love, by D. H. Lawrence

And you remember, in the afternoon
The sea an...

Kisses in the Train, by D. H. Lawrence

I saw the midlands
Revolve through her hair;
...

The Wild Common, by D. H. Lawrence

THE quick sparks on the gorse bushes are leapin...

The Glove, by Robert Browning

(Peter Ronsard Loquitur) "Heigho!" yawned one ...

Love Among the Ruins, by Robert Browning

Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles ...

The Cremona Violin, by Amy Lowell

Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut t...

Roads, by Amy Lowell

I know a country laced with roads,
They join ...

A Tale of Starvation, by Amy Lowell

There once was a man whom the gods didn't love,...

An Epithalamium, by Sappho

Fragments 91, 92, 99, 106, 104, 103, 100,...

Evening, by Sappho

Children astray to their mothers, and goats to...

An August Voice, by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I YOU'LL take back your Grand Duke?
I made th...

Elegiac Verses, by William Wordsworth

In Memory of My Brother, John Wordsworth, Com...

The Fountain, by William Wordsworth

We talked with open heart, and tongue
Affecti...

The Idiot Boy, by William Wordsworth

'Tis eight o'clock, a clear March night,
The ...

Incident Characteristic of a Favourite Dog, by William Wordsworth

On his morning rounds the Master
Goes to learn...

The Last of the Flock, by William Wordsworth

I In distant countries have I been,
And yet...

Lines Left Upon a Seat in a Yew-Tree..., by William Wordsworth

Nay, Traveller! Rest. This lonely Yew-tree sta...

Michael, by William Wordsworth

A Pastoral Poem If from the public way you tur...

Nutting, by William Wordsworth

        It seems a day
(I...

The Pet Lamb, by William Wordsworth

A Pastoral The dew was falling fast, the star...

Repentance, by William Wordsworth

A Pastoral Ballad The fields which with coveto...

To the Same Flower, by William Wordsworth

Pleasures newly found are sweet
When they lie ...

The Waggoner, by William Wordsworth

Canto the First 'Tis spentthis burning day of ...

When, to the Attractions of the Busy World, by William Wordsworth

When, to the attractions of the busy world,
...

From Yonder Wool-Mark Blue-Eyed Eve Proceed, by Walter Savage Landor

From yonder wool-mark blue-eyed Eve proceed:
...