Poetry.com »

Search results for: bathe Page #11

Yee yee! We've found 410 poems matching bathe.

Filter by gender:

Sort:PopularA - Z

Poets:

Oscar Pussy Bathe!

Oscar Pussy Bathe!

Poems:

Song Of Four Faries John Keats	the first Violet young nature nurst, I will bathe myself with thee, So you sometimes follow me To my home, far, far, in west, Beyond...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song of Myself from Leaves of Grass Walt Whitman	things, while they discuss I am silent, and go bathe and admire...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song of Myself, XI Walt Whitman	Twenty-eight young men bathe by the shore, Twenty-eight young men and all...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet LXXXIV: Farewell to the Glen Dante Gabriel Rossetti	For better shalt thou fare When children bathe sweet faces in thy flow And happy lovers blend sweet shadows there In hours to come, than when...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet III: Turn to Yon Vale Beneath Mary Darby Robinson	HERE, laughing Cupids bathe the bosom's wound; THERE, tyrant passion finds a glorious...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet LXVIII. Charlotte Smith	FALL, dews of Heaven, upon my burning breast, Bathe with cool drops these ever-streaming eyes, Ye gentle Winds, that fan the balmy West, With the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
SONNET OF EUPHEMISM N.MOHANARANGAM	To drench when thou hath bathe Transformed he as a bracelet And hath entwined ye...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XXVIII: Weak Is the Sophistry Mary Darby Robinson	That bids reflection bathe the wounds of care, While Hope, with pleasing phantoms, soothes their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XXXVII: When, in the Gloomy Mansion Mary Darby Robinson	My breast shall bathe in endless rapture...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sony PlaystationS House Googgles of googfy DC	sprayed of foul odors of a holy blood bathe of holy penis of Easter to ChristX Happy New Years, Blast off the /first when he rose to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sorrows of the poets Heather Lydia Thornhill	Elequent or cruel Sorrows fill this lagoon And bathe in each other's messages Whirling, succumbing, draining through To suckling seedlings or...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Speak light Mark cloutier	As the moon covers us As we sleep in the day And bathe ourselves With the stars As we awake by the moon And go out in the darkness As lights in...	Rate it (4.00 / 1 vote)
Splendors Unfolding Wallace Dean LaBenne	Bathe in this brilliance,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Standing at a distance Javid Ahmad Tak	Envying the Sun rays that bathe her from head to toe, While I from the distance keep looking at her, With longing eyes and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Stillborn Treasia Black	So that it can soothe and bathe in your humble attention Without remorse for what it has done And fills its belly with all...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Stinks Lawrence S. Pertillar	Bathe!...	Rate it (4.00 / 1 vote)
Stratton Water Dante Gabriel Rossetti	“I led your hounds to Hutton bank To bathe at early morn: They got their bath by Borrowbrake Above the standing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Strictly Germ-Proof Arthur Guiterman	They bathe in pure iodoform a dozen times a day; And each imbibes his rations from a Hygienic Cup, The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
SUBMERGED CONSCIOUSNESS Norbert Tasev	the old consciousness of barriers and ropes, to bathe in the dark stream of your bug-eyed eyes, - and to feel: my life is not in vain, that I need...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Summer Dawn. Robert Crawford	Come with thy feet to the water, and bathe Thy beauty here in the stream that will not...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sunshine Bathe Me West Baldry	Bathe...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Tears At The Grave Of Sir Albertus Morton (Who Was Buried At Southampton) Wept By Sir H. Wotton. Sir Henry Wotton	And bathe the Banks where he was wont to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Abencerrage : Canto III. Felicia Dorothea Hemans	And bathe their fetters with their tears in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Adieu to Love Mary Darby Robinson	And in her train the glowing hours Shall bathe their wings in scented show'rs; And shake the fost'ring drops to earth, To nurse meek...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Autumn-Spirit. William Billington	Of bright Eve, whose maiden blushes bathe the Earth in crimson glow, And that orbëd angel, Vesper, in a flood of rosy light, Laves...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)