Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
These Are The Days When Birds Come Back
130These are the days when Birds come back—A very few—a Bird or two—To take a backward look.These are the days when skies resumeThe old—old..
© Emily Dickinson
I'M The Little "Heart's Ease"
176I'm the little "Heart's Ease"!I don't care for pouting skies!If the Butterfly delayCan I, therefore, stay away?If the Coward Bumble BeeIn his..
© Emily Dickinson
This Was A Poet&Mdash;It Is That
448This was a Poet—It is ThatDistills amazing senseFrom ordinary Meanings—And Attar so immenseFrom the familiar speciesThat perished by the Door—We..
© Emily Dickinson
I'M Ceded—i'Ve Stopped Being Theirs
508I'm ceded—I've stopped being Theirs—The name They dropped upon my faceWith water, in the country churchIs finished using, now,And They can put it..
© Emily Dickinson
In Rags Mysterious As These
117In rags mysterious as theseThe shining Courtiers go—Veiling the purple, and the plumes—Veiling the ermine so.Smiling, as they request an alms—At..
© Emily Dickinson
There Is A Flower That Bees Prefer
380There is a flower that Bees prefer—And Butterflies—desire—To gain the Purple DemocratThe Humming Bird—aspire—And Whatsoever Insect pass—A Honey..
© Emily Dickinson
I Robbed The Woods
41I robbed the Woods—The trusting Woods.The unsuspecting TreesBrought out their Burs and mossesMy fantasy to please.I scanned their trinkets..
© Emily Dickinson
Uncertain Lease—develops Lustre
857Uncertain lease—develops lustreOn TimeUncertain Grasp, appreciationOf Sum—The shorter Fate—is oftener the chiefestBecauseInheritors upon a..
© Emily Dickinson
Love&Mdash;Is Anterior To Life
917Love—is anterior to Life—Posterior—to Death—Initial of Creation, andThe Exponent of Earth—
© Emily Dickinson
The Last Supper, by Leonardo da Vinci, in the Refectory of the Convent of Maria della Grazia—Milan
Tho' searching damps and many an envious flawHave marred this Work, the calm ethereal grace,The love deep-seated in the Saviour's face,The mercy..
© William Wordsworth
To Sir George Howland Beaumont, Bart From The South-West Coast Or Cumberland 1811
FAR from our home by Grasmere's quiet Lake,From the Vale's peace which all her fields partake,Here on the bleakest point of Cumbria's shoreWe sojourn..
© William Wordsworth
To The Supreme Being From The Italian Of Michael Angelo
THE prayers I make will then be sweet indeedIf Thou the spirit give by which I pray:My unassisted heart is barren clay,That of its native self can..
© William Wordsworth
The Oak Of Guernica Supposed Address To The Same
OAK of Guernica! Tree of holier powerThan that which in Dodona did enshrine(So faith too fondly deemed) a voice divineHeard from the depths of its..
© William Wordsworth
The Prioress’s Tale [from Chaucer]
'Call up him who left half toldThe story of Cambuscan bold.'I'O LORD, our Lord! how wondrously,' (quoth she)'Thy name in this large world is spread..
© William Wordsworth
Translation Of Part Of The First Book Of The Aeneid
THE EDITORS OF THE PHILOLOGICAL MUSEUMBUT Cytherea, studious to inventArts yet untried, upon new counsels bent,Resolves that Cupid, changed in form..
© William Wordsworth
To The Poet, John Dyer
BARD of the Fleece, whose skilful genius madeThat work a living landscape fair and bright;Nor hallowed less with musical delightThan those soft..
© William Wordsworth
To The Same (John Dyer)
ENOUGH of climbing toil!--Ambition treadsHere, as 'mid busier scenes, ground steep and rough,Or slippery even to peril! and each step,As we for most..
© William Wordsworth
The Martial Courage Of A Day Is Vain
THE martial courage of a day is vain,An empty noise of death the battle's roar,If vital hope be wanting to restore,Or fortitude be wanting to..
© William Wordsworth
The Morning Of The Day Appointed For A General Thanksgiving. January 18, 1816
IHAIL, orient Conqueror of gloomy Night!Thou that canst shed the bliss of gratitudeOn hearts howe'er insensible or rude;Whether thy punctual..
© William Wordsworth
To Lady Eleanor Butler And The Honourable Miss Ponsonby,
A stream to mingle with your favorite DeeAlong the Vale of Meditation flows;So styled by those fierce Britons, pleased to seeIn Nature's face the..
© William Wordsworth
The Oak And The Broom
A PastoralIHIS simple truths did Andrew gleanBeside the babbling rills;A careful student he had beenAmong the woods and hills.One winter's night..
© William Wordsworth
The Pet-Lamb
A PASTORALTHE dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink;I heard a voice; it said, 'Drink, pretty creature, drink!'And, looking o'er the hedge..
© William Wordsworth
To The Small Celandine
PANSIES, lilies, kingcups, daisies,Let them live upon their praises;Long as there's a sun that sets,Primroses will have their glory;Long as there are..
© William Wordsworth
To The Spade Of A Friend (An Agriculturist)
COMPOSED WHILE WE WERE LABOURING TOGETHER IN HIS PLEASURE-GROUNDSPADE! with which Wilkinson hath tilled his lands,And shaped these pleasant walks by..
© William Wordsworth
The Waggoner - Canto Third
RIGHT gladly had the horses stirred,When they the wished-for greeting heard,The whip's loud notice from the door,That they were free to move once..
© William Wordsworth