Category : Poem
A Poison Tree
I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my...
To the Muses
Whether on Ida’s shady brow, Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the sun, that now From ancient melody have ceas’d; Whether...
The Sick Rose
O Rose thou art sick. The invisible worm, That flies in the night In the howling storm: Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy:...
Silent, Silent Night
Silent Silent Night Quench the holy light Of thy torches bright For possessd of Day Thousand spirits stray That sweet joys betray Why should joys...
Never Seek To Tell Thy Love
Never seek to tell thy love Love that never told can be For the gentle wind does move Silently invisibly I told my love I...
The Little Vagabond
Dear Mother, dear Mother, the Church is cold, But the Ale-house is healthy & pleasant & warm; Besides I can tell where I am use’d...
The Little Boy Lost
Father, father, where are you going O do not walk so fast. Speak father, speak to your little boy Or else I shall be lost,...
Infant Joy
I have no name I am but two days old.— What shall I call thee? I happy am Joy is my name,— Sweet joy befall...