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All, Or Nothing At All Kurt Philip Behm	who I answer Each word-thick skinned and armor-clad all questions...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Along The Field as We Came By Alfred Edward Housman	When I shall sleep with clover clad, And she beside another...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Amarantha. A Pastorall Richard Lovelace	Now the rich robed Tulip who, Clad all in tissue close, doth woe Her (sweet to th' eye but smelling sower), She gathers to adorn...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ambition And Content: A Fable Mark Akenside	Here waving harvests clad the fields with white; Here a rough shaggy rock the clouds did pierce, From which a torrent...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Adjectival Positivism Khachab Dorji	kept in view, To sustain the homefolk...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
An Affair to Remember Subhashchandra Adhav	In sari when she is fully clad In her company me very glad Though lover She slips away, scampers away And leaves me miser I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Answer Ella Wheeler Wilcox	golden weather, How happy then through green-clad ways We two could stray...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Appeal To Paris Charles Mackay	hee. Pyrenees, and Alps, And Appenines, and snow-clad Balkans, wait, With all their echoes, to repeat the words Which thou must utter! Thou hast...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An April Day Joseph Seamon Cotter	When earth and sky and nature's whole Are clad in April's bliss; And balmy zephyrs gently waft Upon your cheek a kiss; Sufficient is it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Elegiac Ode. James Barron Hope	When from their columns, clad in homely rags, Rose the Confederate...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Epitaph On The Marchioness Of Winchester John Milton	With thee there clad in radiant sheen, No Marchioness, but now a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Evening Guest Dinah Maria Mulock Craik	And then I were to see thee gliding in Clad in known garments, that with empty fold Lie in my keeping, and my fingers, thin As thine...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode to Master Anthony Stafford to hasten Him into the Country Thomas Randolph	Than foppery in plush and scarlet...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode to Master Anthony Stafford, to Hasten him into the Country Thomas Randolph	9 Than foppery in plush and scarlet...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode To The Hills Archibald Lampman	Distil their hearts for you. Far in your pine-clad fastnesses ye keep Coverts the lonely thrush shall wander through, With echoes that seem ever to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
And my pearl of agony. Dumka Vincent	clad us in travails of languish as error of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Anno aetatis 17. On the Death of a fair Infant dying of a Cough. John Milton	Who having clad thy self in humane weed, To earth from thy praefixed seat didst poast, And after short abode...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Appendix Of Poems Etc. In Schiller's Dramatic Works. Friedrich Schiller	Altar and church are clad in bright array, And gates of branches green arise around, Over the columns twine the garlands...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Approaching Storm (#2) Kurt Philip Behm	A man clad in mystery history would learn The world...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Arcades John Milton	I will bring you where she sits Clad in splendor as befits Her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Arcades. John Milton	Follow me, I will bring you where she sits Clad in splendor as befits Her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Aspirants Three Ambrose Bierce	ere I came forth In the night air, shroud-clad and shivering, To fight so mean a thing! But since you're here, Draw and defend yourself. By gad,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At Heaven's Gate. Pius Has Pagiel	Waiting for mile-end saints, Who are hopefully clad While running where others...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At Lofting-Holt Paul Laurence Dunbar	tender shoots from harm. Do you dread the ice-clad streams, — They are mirrors for your dreams. Here's a rouse, when summer's past To the raging...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At Senlis Once Edmund Blunden	Clad so cleanly, this remnant of poor wretches Picked up life like the hens in orchard ditches,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)