Wedlock by Benjamin Franklin Wedlock, as old men note, hath likened been, Unto a public crowd or common rout; Where those that are without would fain get in, And those that are within, would fain get out. Grief often treads…
Category: Poem Analysis
To My Dear and Loving Husband
To My Dear and Loving Husband Anne Bradstreet If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee; If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you…
Ode to a Nightingale
Ode to a Nightingale by John Keats My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: ‘Tis…
My Last Duchess
My Last Duchess by Robert Browning That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, now: Frà Pandolf’s hands Worked busily a day, and there she stands. Will’t please…
The Lady of Shalott
The Lady of Shalott by Alfred Tennyson Part I On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky; And thro’ the field the road runs by To many-tower’d…
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love by Christopher Marlowe Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields. And we will sit upon…
Remembrance
Remembrance by Emily Brontë Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last by Time’s all-severing wave? Now, when…
Retrospect
Retrospect by Rupert Brooke In your arms was still delight, Quiet as a street at night; And thoughts of you, I do remember, Were green leaves in a darkened chamber, Were dark clouds in a moonless sky. Love, in you,…
Last Call
Last Call by Randall Mann A giant bird- of-paradise has climbed the bar: in this paradise there are no flowers, no flowers at all. When Happy Hour becomes Last Call— Adam in drag our royalty— we buy her gin for…
The Root
The Root by Helen Hoyt Love faded in my heart— I thought it was dead. Now new flowers start, Fresh leaves outspread. Why do these flowers upstart And again the leaves spread? Oh, when will it be dead— This root…
Beauty
Beauty by John Masefield I have seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain: I have seen the lady April bringing in the daffodils, Bringing the springing grass and…
Ozymandias
Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley I met a traveler from an antique land, Who said—“Two vast and trunk less legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies,…
O Nightingale
O Nightingale John Milton O Nightingale, that on yon bloomy Spray Warbl’st at eeve, when all the Woods are still, Thou with fresh hope the Lovers heart dost fill, While the jolly hours lead on propitious May, Thy liquid notes…
Annabel Lee
Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with…
I Love You
I Love You by Ella Wheeler Wilcox I love your lips when they’re wet with wine And red with a wild desire; I love your eyes when the lovelight lies Lit with a passionate fire. I love your arms when…
