Poetry.com »

Search results for: passions Page #39

Yee yee! We've found 1,059 poems matching passions.

Filter by gender:

Sort:PopularA - Z

Poems:

To A Lady Who Was Libell'd. Mary Barber	Fell Envy, baleful Goddess, reigns; O'er mortal Passions, pale, presides; Passions, the Soul's tumultuous Tides; Which, in their fierce, resistless...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To A Youthful Friend George Gordon Lord Byron	And who would in a breast confide Where stormy passions ever...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Boris Pilnyak Boris Pasternak	The highest passions and the strongest will, The poet's post has been set up in vain: It's dangerous-unless it's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Chadaev Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin	Have vanished now without a trace, Our youthful passions have dissolved As though a dream or morning...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Death Percy Bysshe Shelley	To baffle the lean passions of their prey, To sleep within the palace of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Delia: On Her Endeavouring To Conceal Her Grief At Parting William Cowper	Such hearts the fiercest passions only prove, Or freeze in cold...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Die Before One Wakes Must be Glad Alice Walker	must be nice (green little passions red dying into ice spinningly (like a circus) the blurred landscape of the runner’s ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Find You, Love! MELYSA ARMSTRONG-LOPEZ AKA MELISA ARMSTRONG,MELYSA ARMSTRONG	Passions fire felt is left...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Fletcher Reviv'd Richard Lovelace	thou thy sorrow didst inspire With passions, blacke as is her darke attire, Virgins as sufferers have wept to see So white a soule, so red...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Ireland Alfred Austin	The days were dire, his passions swift and fell: His very Heaven was but a sterner...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Love Is... Ben Potapov	Like water in the sand, it will be gone Our passions are deplorable and fleeting Love, like the sun, is set for shining...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Maecenas Phillis Wheatley	And stern Pelides tend'rest passions...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Moliere Nicholas Boileau-Despreaux	My passions and desires obey the rein; No mad ambition fires my temperate vein; The schemes of busy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Mr. Henry Lawes, Who Had Then Newly Set a Song of Mine Edmund Waller	Of nymphs, who, singing what we penned, Our passions to themselves commend; While love, victorious with thy art, Governs at once their voice and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To My Class: On Certain Fruits And Flowers Sent Me In Sickness Sidney Lanier	With passions of perfume, -- if violets blue That hint...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To My Daughter Mary Ann, Asleep Thomas Cowherd	While through thy childish ways are seen Thy passions strong in wildest...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Passions' Spilling Vladislav Martynovitch	To Passions’ Spilling To...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Poetry Kashif Ali Abbas	Explode Only in poetry Passions and catharsis Of feelings and metamorphosis Of words into eternal wisdom Grow Music...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Rinaldo Mary Darby Robinson	HOPELESS, the mingling PASSIONS...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Rulers and Judges Gavril Romanovich Derzhavin	But you, like I, live in the yoke of passions, And, just like I'm , are serfs of the Lord...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Save The Moon Samuel B. Duff	Reeling fight won; Rule passions; Bleeding war; In a showdowns bliss, I found...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Seraphina James Thomson	Is to be tender, happy, pure; 'Tis from low passions to escape, And woo bright virtue's fairest shape; 'Tis ecstasy with wisdom joined; And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Stella Visiting Me in My Sickness Jonathan Swift	In points of honour to be tried, All passions must be laid aside: Ask no advice, but think alone; Suppose the question not your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Stella, Who Collected and Transcribed His Poems Jonathan Swift	Yet, when I find your passions rise, And anger sparkling in your eyes, I grieve those spirits should be spent, For nobler ends...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Stella, Written On The Day Of Her Birth. March 13, 1723-4, But Not On The Subject, When I Was Sick In Bed Jonathan Swift	And, when indecently I rave, When out my brutish passions break, With gall in every word I speak, She with soft speech my anguish cheers, Or melts...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)