Poem about Angel

Labor and the Angel (Poem by Duncan Campbell Scott)

Labor and the Angel By  Duncan Campbell Scott The wind plunges — then stops; And a column of leaves in a whirl, Like a dervish that spins — drops, Wi…

The Watching Angel (Poem by Victor Hugo)

The Watching Angel By Victor Hugo In the dusky nook, Near the altar laid, Sleeps the child in shadow Of his mother's bed: Softl…

Madonna with Two Angels (Poem by Duncan Campbell Scott)

Madonna with Two Angels By  Duncan Campbell Scott Under the sky without a stain The long, ripe, rippling of the grain; Light, broadcast from the gold…

The Pity of the Angels (Poem by Victor Hugo)

The Pity of the Angels By  Victor Hugo When an angel of kindness     Saw, doomed to the dark, Men framed in his likeness,     He sought for a spark— …

The Beggar and the Angel (Poem by Duncan Campbell Scott)

The Beggar and the Angel By  Duncan Campbell Scott An angel burdened with self-pity Came out of heaven to a modern city. He saw a beggar on the stree…

The Four Angels (Poem by Rudyard Kipling)

The Four Angels By  Rudyard Kipling As Adam lay a-dreaming beneath the Apple Tree, The Angel of the Earth came down, and offered Earth in fee.       …

ANGEL (Poem by Duncan Campbell Scott)

ANGEL By  Duncan Campbell Scott Come to me when grief is over,     When the tired eyes, Seek thy cloudy wings to cover     Close their burning skies.…

Israfel (Poem by Edgar Allan Poe)

Israfel By  Edgar Allan Poe In Heaven a spirit doth dwell "Whose heart-strings are a lute;" None sing so wildly well As the angel Israfel, …

Angels (Poem by Emily Dickinson)

Angels By  Emily Dickinson Angels in the early morning May be seen the dews among, Stooping, plucking, smiling, flying: Do the buds to them belong? A…

The Angels (Poem by Rainer Maria Rilke)

The Angels By Rainer Maria Rilke They all have tired mouths And luminous, illimitable souls; And a longing (as if for sin) Trembles a…

Angel or Demon (Poem by Victor Hugo)

Angel or Demon By Victor Hugo     Angel or demon! thou, — whether of light     The minister, or darkness — still dost sway     This age …
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