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").

A Drink With Something In It

There is something about a Martini,A tingle remarkably pleasant;A yellow, a mellow Martini;I wish I had one at present.There is something about a..

© Ogden Nash

Celery

Celery, rawDevelops the jaw,But celery, stewed,Is more quietly chewed.

© Ogden Nash

Bankers Are Just Like Anybody Else, Except Richer

This is a song to celebrate banks,Because they are full of money and you go into them and allyou hear is clinks and clanks,Or maybe a sound like the..

© Ogden Nash

A Lady Who Thinks She Is Thirty

Unwillingly Miranda wakes,Feels the sun with terror,One unwilling step she takes,Shuddering to the mirror.Miranda in Miranda's sightIs old and gray..

© Ogden Nash

The Tale Of Custard The Dragon

Belinda lived in a little white house,With a little black kitten and a little gray mouse,And a little yellow dog and a little red wagon,And a realio..

© Ogden Nash

Common Cold

Go hang yourself, you old M.D.!You shall not sneer at me.Pick up your hat and stethoscope,Go wash your mouth with laundry soap;I contemplate a joy..

© Ogden Nash

Fleas

AdamHad'em

© Ogden Nash

Always Marry An April Girl

Praise the spells and bless the charms,I found April in my arms.April golden, April cloudy,Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;April soft in flowered..

© Ogden Nash

A Word To Husbands

To keep your marriage brimmingWith love in the loving cup,Whenever you’re wrong, admit it;Whenever you’re right, shut up.

© Ogden Nash

Adventures Of Isabel

Isabel met an enormous bear,Isabel, Isabel, didn't care;The bear was hungry, the bear was ravenous,The bear's big mouth was cruel and cavernous.The..

© Ogden Nash

Otho The Great - Act V

SCENE I.A part of the Forest.Enter CONRAD and AURANTHE.Auranthe. Go no further; not a step more; thou artA master-plague in the midst of miseries.Go..

© John Keats

Otho The Great - Act Iv

SCENE I.AURANTHE'S Apartment.AURANTHE and CONRAD discovered.Conrad. Well, well, I know what ugly jeopardyWe are cag'd in; you need not pester..

© John Keats

Sonnet. Written In Answer To A Sonnet By J. H. Reynolds

Blue! 'Tis the life of heaven,--the domainOf Cynthia,--the wide palace of the sun,--The tent of Hesperus, and all his train,--The bosomer of clouds..

© John Keats

Sonnet Xiii. Addressed To Haydon

High-mindedness, a jealousy for good,A loving-kindness for the great man's fame,Dwells here and there with people of no name,In noisome alley, and in..

© John Keats

Lines Rhymed In A Letter From Oxford

I.The Gothic looks solemn,The plain Doric columnSupports an old Bishop and Crosier;The mouldering arch,Shaded o'er by a larchStands next door to..

© John Keats

Sonnet Xiv. Addressed To The Same (Haydon)

Great spirits now on earth are sojourning;He of the cloud, the cataract, the lake,Who on Helvellyn's summit, wide awake,Catches his freshness from..

© John Keats

Sonnet. If By Dull Rhymes Our English Must Be Chain'D

If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd,And, like Andromeda, the Sonnet sweetFetter'd, in spite of pained loveliness;Let us find out, if we..

© John Keats

Sonnet. Written Before Re-Read King Lear

O golden-tongued Romance with serene lute!Fair plumed Syren! Queen of far away!Leave melodizing on this wintry day,Shut up thine olden pages, and be..

© John Keats

Otho The Great - Act Iii

SCENE I.The Country.Enter ALBERT.Albert. O that the earth were empty, as when CainHad no perplexity to hide his head!Or that the sword of some brave..

© John Keats

Sonnet Xiv. Addressed To The Same (Haydon)

Great spirits now on earth are sojourning;He of the cloud, the cataract, the lake,Who on Helvellyn's summit, wide awake,Catches his freshness from..

© John Keats

Sonnet Xiii. Addressed To Haydon

High-mindedness, a jealousy for good,A loving-kindness for the great man's fame,Dwells here and there with people of no name,In noisome alley, and in..

© John Keats

Ode. Written On The Blank Page Before Beaumont And Fletcher's Tragi-Comedy 'The Fair Maid Of The Inn'

Bards of Passion and of Mirth,Ye have left your souls on earth!Have ye souls in heaven too,Doubled-lived in regions new?Yes, and those of heaven..

© John Keats

On Hearing The Bag-Pipe And Seeing

Of late two dainties were before me plac'dSweet, holy, pure, sacred and innocent,From the ninth sphere to me benignly sentThat Gods might know my own..

© John Keats

Song. Written On A Blank Page In Beaumont And Fletcher's Works

1.Spirit here that reignest!Spirit here that painest!Spirit here that burneth!Spirit here that mourneth!Spirit! I bowMy forehead low,Enshaded with..

© John Keats

Sonnet To John Hamilton Reynolds

O that a week could be an age, and weFelt parting and warm meeting every week,Then one poor year a thousand years would be,The flush of welcome ever..

© John Keats