Classical Poems

Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
William Butler Yeats poet Where My Books Go by William Butler Yeats
All the words that I utter,
And all the words that I write,
8.45 1
Yvor Winters poet Where My Sight Goes by Yvor Winters
Who knows
Where my sight goes,
9.67 0
Dylan Thomas poet Where Once The Waters Of Your Face by Dylan Thomas
Where once the waters of your face
Spun to my screws, your dry ghost blows,
4.98 1
Shiv Kumar Batalvi poet Where Perfumed Rivers Flow by Shiv Kumar Batalvi
Where perfumed rivers flow,
Is the home of my beloved.
0.00 0
Rabindranath Tagore poet Where Shadow Chases Light by Rabindranath Tagore
This is my delight,
thus to wait and watch at the wayside
5.87 2
Yehudah HaLevi poet Where Shall I Find Thee? by Yehudah HaLevi
O Lord, where shall I find Thee?
All-hidden and exalted is Thy place;
5.46 0
Sir Walter Scott poet Where Shall The Lover Rest by Sir Walter Scott
Where shall the lover rest
Whom the fates sever
5.49 1
James Whitcomb Riley poet Where Shall We Land by James Whitcomb Riley
'_Where shall we land you, sweet_?'--Swinburne.
All listlessly we float
5.69 0
John Clare poet Where She Told Her Love by John Clare
I saw her crop a rose
Right early in the day,
5.26 0
Emily Dickinson poet Where Ships Of Purple—gently Toss by Emily Dickinson
Where Ships of Purple—gently toss—
9.67 0
Alma Frances McCollum poet Where Sings The Whippoorwill by Alma Frances McCollum
Golden-Gray the twilight lingers
In the glory of the west,
0.00 1
Kabir poet Where Spring, The Lord Of The Seasons by Kabir
Where Spring, the lord of the seasons, reigneth,
there the Unstruck Music sounds of itself,
6.33 0
Madison Julius Cawein poet Where The Battle Passed by Madison Julius Cawein
ONE blossoming rose-tree, like a beautiful thought
Nursed in a broken mind, that waits and schemes,
0.00 0
William Shakespeare poet Where The Bee Sucks by William Shakespeare
WHERE the bee sucks, there suck I:
In a cowslip's bell I lie;
0.00 1
George Bradley poet Where The Blue Begins by George Bradley
In the southern Adriatic, where the blue begins,
We came to rest awhile and play
5.50 0
James Whitcomb Riley poet Where The Children Used To Play by James Whitcomb Riley
The old farm-home is Mother's yet and mine,
And filled it is with plenty and to spare--,
5.40 0
Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake poet Where The Dead Men Lie by Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
Out on the wastes of the Never Never -
That's where the dead men lie!
5.45 0
Balakrishna Bhagwant Borkar poet Where The Flame Of Divinity Glows by Balakrishna Bhagwant Borkar
Where the flame of divinity glows,
there I join my hands in prayer,
0.00 0
Robert Kirkland Kernighan poet Where The Grass Grows Green by Robert Kirkland Kernighan
I never was there ; but I Ve heard them declare
That, away over where the shamrocks are seen,
0.00 0
John Philip Bourke poet Where The Light And The Shadows Lie by John Philip Bourke
Many a wind is blowing, .
Our from the weary West,
0.00 0
Rabindranath Tagore poet Where The Mind Is Without Fear by Rabindranath Tagore
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
8.02 29
Mary Hannay Foott poet Where The Pelican Builds by Mary Hannay Foott
The horses were ready, the rails were down,
   But the riders lingered still --
10.00 0
Henry Herbert Knibbs poet Where The Ponies Come To Drink by Henry Herbert Knibbs
Up in Northern Arizona
there's a Ranger-trail that passes
0.00 0
Shel Silverstein poet Where The Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
and before the street begins,
5.82 4
Aruni Kashyap poet Where The Sun Rises by Aruni Kashyap
If you come back,
There will be no sun,
5.50 0
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