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").
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
To The Memory Of Raisley Calvert
CALVERT! it must not be unheard by themWho may respect my name, that I to theeOwed many years of early liberty.This care was thine when sickness did..
© William Wordsworth
The Faëry Chasm
No fiction was it of the antique age:A sky-blue stone, within this sunless cleft,Is of the very footmarks unbereftWhich tiny Elves impressed; - on..
© William Wordsworth
To Thomas Clarkson
ON THE FINAL PASSING OF THE BILL FOR THE ABOLITION OF THE SLAVE TRADEMARCH 1807CLARKSON! it was an obstinate hill to climb:How toilsome--nay, how..
© William Wordsworth
The Waggoner - Canto Second
IF Wytheburn's modest House of prayer,As lowly as the lowliest dwelling,Had, with its belfry's humble stock,A little pair that hang in air,Been..
© William Wordsworth
The Waggoner - Canto Fourth
THUS they, with freaks of proud delight,Beguile the remnant of the night;And many a snatch of jovial songRegales them as they wind along;While to the..
© William Wordsworth
The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - Canto First
FROM Bolton's old monastic towerThe bells ring loud with gladsome power;The sun shines bright; the fields are gayWith people in their best arrayOf..
© William Wordsworth
The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - Canto Seventh
'Powers there areThat touch each other to the quick--in modesWhich the gross world no sense hath to perceive,No soul to dream of.'THOU Spirit, whose..
© William Wordsworth