Classical Poems

Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
Anonymous Olde English poet Westron Wynde by Anonymous Olde English
Westron wynde when wyll thou blow,
The smalle rayne down can rayne -
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Robert Laurence Binyon poet Westward by Robert Laurence Binyon
I found my Love among the fern. She slept.
My shadow stole across her, as I stept
0.00 0
Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant poet Westward Ho! by Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
There's a damper in the ashes, tea and sugar in the bags,
There's whips of feed and shelter on the sandridge for the nags,
5.65 0
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik poet Westward Ho! by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
We should not sit us down and sigh,
My girl, whose brow a fane appears,
5.60 0
Alfred Edward Housman poet Westward On The High-Hilled Plains by Alfred Edward Housman
Westward on the high-hilled plains
Where for me the world began,
5.80 0
George Berkeley poet Westward The Course Of Empire Takes Its Way; by George Berkeley
Westward the course of empire takes its way;
The four first acts already past,
0.00 0
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis poet Wet by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Not guilty, yer Honor . . . An' givin' me reasons,
I'd like for to plead this ‘ere change in the seasons,
5.50 0
John Ashbery poet Wet Casements by John Ashbery
When Eduard Raban, coming along the passage, walked into the
open doorway, he saw that it was raining. It was not raining much.
0.00 0
Arthur Seymour John Tessimond poet Wet City Night by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
Light drunkenly reels into shadow;
Blurs, slurs uneasily;
6.23 0
Margie Cronin poet Wet Clover by Margie Cronin
for Pablo Neruda
The baby's hands on my leg are like
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Patrick Kavanagh poet Wet Evening In April by Patrick Kavanagh
The birds sang in the wet trees
And I listened to them it was a hundred years from now
5.81 0
Boris Pasternak poet Wet Paint by Boris Pasternak
'Look out! Wet paint.' My soul was blind,
I have to pay the price,
5.90 0
Isabel Ecclestone Mackay poet Wet Weather by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
IT is the English in me that loves the soft, wet weather--
The cloud upon the mountain, the mist upon the sea,
0.00 0
James Whitcomb Riley poet Wet Weather Talk by James Whitcomb Riley
It ain't no use to grumble and complain;
It's jest as cheap and easy to rejoice:
6.50 0
Frank V. Gardner poet We'Ve Got A Bridge At Echols Street by Frank V. Gardner
(Tune: 'Hi Lee, Hi Lo, Hi Lup up up')
We've got a bridge at Echols Street
5.20 0
Edgar Albert Guest poet We'Ve Had A Letter From The Boy by Edgar Albert Guest
We've had a letter from the boy,
And oh, the gladness and the joy
0.00 0
Johan Ludvig Heiberg poet Weyse by Johan Ludvig Heiberg
0.00 0
Robert Burns poet Wha Is That At My Bower-Door by Robert Burns
'Wha is that at my bower-door?'
'O wha is it but Findlay!'
5.45 0
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis poet Whales by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
The ways of the learned to me are 'Greek,'
And professors and such amaze me.
5.50 1
David Herbert Lawrence poet Whales Weep Not! by David Herbert Lawrence
They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains
the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most urgent.
5.79 1
Edgar Albert Guest poet What A Baby Costs by Edgar Albert Guest
'How much do babies cost?' said he
The other night upon my knee;
0.00 0
Gaius Valerius Catullus poet What A Book! : To Calvus The Poet by Gaius Valerius Catullus
If I didn’t love you more than my eyes,
most delightful Calvus, I’d dislike you
4.57 0
Bulleh Shah poet What A Carefree Game He Plays! by Bulleh Shah
He said, 'Let there be,' and it happened.
He made the latent turn into the manifest,
0.00 0
Taslima Nasrin poet What A Country! by Taslima Nasrin
For more than an era,
my Country relished the pains I suffer,
0.00 0
Kazi Nazrul Islam poet What A Fire by Kazi Nazrul Islam
What a fire burns on, O confidante,
What a fire it is!
6.21 0
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