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The Old Pine Tree William Henry Drummond	of the long ago And saw in the forest the white-clad Host marching across the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Pageant John Greenleaf Whittier	from heaven! How flash the ranked and mail-clad alders, Through what sharp-glancing spears of reeds The brook its muffled water...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Pangolin Marianne Moore	mammal; there he sits in his own habitat, serge-clad, strong-shod. The prey of fear, he, always curtailed, extinguished, thwarted by the dusk, work ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passing Of The Year Robert William Service	So sleek, so prosperously...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Path Most Taken Elaine C. George	in mud clad fields that lie beneath scattered hints of green where a red barn and silo stand in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Patient Countess. - extracted from Albion's England William Warner	Mean while (in russet neatly clad, with linen white as swanne, Herlselfe more white, save rosie where the ruddy colour ranne:...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Pennsylvania Disaster William Topaz McGonagall	And clad in a loose petticoat, with a shawl over her head, Which was all that was left her, because...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Perfect swim Nikhil Parekh	at the base of the snow clad alps, The formidable fortress of my teeth commenced to repulsively clatter; and I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Perfect temperature Nikhil Parekh	When I tread on the snow clad summit of the jagged mountain range, The temperature prevalent dipped abysmally below...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Phantom Fleet Alfred Noyes	at last, And once again she raised her steel-clad...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Plains Of Riverine Andrew Barton Paterson	future penmates come. From New Zealand's snow-clad summits or Tasmania's meadows green, We'll always make them welcome on the plains of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Pleasures of Melancholy Thomas Warton Jr.	But when the world Is clad in Midnight's raven-colour'd robe, 'Mid hollow charnel let me watch the flame Of taper...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Poor Of The Borough. Letter XXI: Abel Keene George Crabbe	Now the gay clerk a modest drab despised, And clad him smartly, as his friends advised; So fine a coat upon his back he threw, That not an...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Prisoner For Debt John Greenleaf Whittier	the winter's breath is chill; And o'er his half-clad person goes The frequent ague thrill! Silent, save ever and anon, A sound, half murmur and half...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Prisoner of Chillon George Gordon Lord Byron	Its sleepless summer of long light, The snow-clad offspring of the sun: And thus he was as pure and bright, And in his natural spirit...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Progress of Spring Alfred Lord Tennyson	But ere thy maiden birk be wholly clad, And these low bushes dip their twigs in foam, Make all true hearths thy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Prophecy Of Famine Charles Churchill	Clad, as your nymphs were always clad of yore, In rustic weeds--a cook-maid now no more-- Beneath...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Quarry William Vaughn Moody	Who sat upon the throne, clad stiff with gems, Heirlooms of dynasties of buried kings,-- Himself the likeness of a buried...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Queen's Marie Andrew Lang	The queen was clad in scarlet, Her merry maids all in green; And every town that they cam to, They took Marie for...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Race Adam Lindsay Gordon	Goal-turn'd, clad in many-hued garb, From rear to van, surges and flashes The yellow and black of The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Reaper and the Angel Dana Lyndon	The Reaper stands above me clad in black, to match his sunken eyes clasping...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rescue Edward George Dyson	Out of breath, barely clad, and half-wakened, with a question in every...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Riders Katharine Tynan	There are two riders clad in mail, Silver as the moon...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The River Kern Harriet Monroe	Up and down, Oh, the Kern, all clad in beauty— Silver sheen On blue and green— Down his canon goes cascading, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Royal Jester Ambrose Bierce	Meantime, his master, now in motley clad, Wore such a visage, woeful, wan and sad, That some condoled with him as with a brother...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)