Poetry

Madras By  Rudyard Kipling Clive kissed me on the mouth and eyes and brow,     Wonderful kisses, so that I became Crowned above Queens — a withered b…

On Robert Riddel By  Robert Burns To Riddel, much-lamented man,     This ivied cot was dear; Reader, dost value matchless worth?     This ivied cot r…

Initiation By Rainer Maria Rilke Whosoever thou art! Out in the evening roam, Out from thy room thou know'st in every part, And far …

The Lover Tells of the Rose in His Heart By William Butler Yeats All things uncomely and broken, all things worn out and old, The cry o…

Growing Blind By Rainer Maria Rilke Among all the others there sat a guest Who sipped her tea as if one apart, And she held her cup not …

The Rose of Peace By William Butler Yeats If Michael, leader of God’s host When Heaven and Hell are met, Looked down on you from Heaven…

The Ladies By  Rudyard Kipling I've taken my fun where I've found it;     I've rogued an' I've ranged in my time; I've 'a…

The Wild Old Wicked Man By  William Butler Yeats Because I am mad about women I am mad about the hills,’ Said that wild old wicked man Who travels wh…

A Prayer: Under the Pressure of Violent Anguish By Robert Burns O Thou Great Being! what Thou art     Surpasses me to know; Yet sure …

The Law of the Jungle By  Rudyard Kipling Now this is the Law of the Jungle — as old and as true as the sky; And the Wolf that shall keep it may pros…

The Vowels A Tale By  Robert Burns ’Twas where the birch and sounding thong are ply’d, The noisy domicile of pedant pride; Where ignorance her darken…

Bridal Ballad By  Edgar Allan Poe The ring is on my hand, And the wreath is on my brow; Satins and jewels grand Are all at my command. And I am happy…