Poetry

“Give me of your bark, O Birch-Tree! Of your yellow bark, O Birch-Tree! Growing by the rushing river, Tall and stately in the valley! I a light canoe will build me, Build a swift Cheemaun for sailing, That shall float upon the river, Like a yellow leaf in Autumn, Like a yellow water-lily! “Lay aside [...]

Continue Reading HENRY W. LONGFELLOW – HIAWATHA’S SAILING POEM

The bluff March wind set out from home Before the peep of day, But nobody seemed to be glad he had come, And nobody asked him to stay. Yet he dried up the snow-banks far and near, And made the snow-clouds roll, Huddled up in a heap, like driven sheep, Way off to the cold [...]

Continue Reading A BUSY DAY POEM

I had a dove, and the sweet dove died; And I have thought it died of grieving: Oh, what could it grieve for? its feet were tied With a silken thread of my own hands’ weaving. Sweet little red feet! Why should you die– Why would you leave me, sweet bird! why? You lived alone [...]

Continue Reading John Keats – THE DOVE POEM

Come up, April, through the valley, In your robes of beauty drest, Come and wake your flowery children From their wintry beds of rest; Come and overblow them softly With the sweet breath of the south; Drop upon them, warm and loving, Tenderest kisses of your mouth. Touch them with your rosy fingers, Wake them [...]

Continue Reading ALICE AND PHOEBE CARY – AN APRIL WELCOME POEM

Jack in the pulpit Preaches to-day, Under the green trees Just over the way. Squirrel and song-sparrow, High on their perch, Hear the sweet lily-bells Ringing to church. Come, hear what his reverence Rises to say, In his low painted pulpit This calm Sabbath-day. Fair is the canopy Over him seen, Penciled by Nature’s hand, [...]

Continue Reading Clara Smith – JACK IN THE PULPIT POEM

A Tale of the Talmud When Solomon was reigning in his glory, Unto his throne the Queen of Sheba came, (So in the Talmud you may read the story) Drawn by the magic of the monarch’s fame, To see the splendors of his court, and bring Some fitting tribute to the mighty king. Nor this [...]

Continue Reading John G. Saxe – KING SOLOMON AND THE BEES POEM

The alder by the river Shakes out her powdery curls; The willow buds in silver For little boys and girls. The little birds fly over And oh, how sweet they sing! To tell the happy children That once again ’tis spring. The gay green grass comes creeping So soft beneath their feet; The frogs begin [...]

Continue Reading Celia Thaxter – SPRING POEM

Good-bye, good-bye to Summer! For Summer’s nearly done; The garden smiling faintly, Cool breezes in the sun! Our thrushes now are silent,– Our swallows flown away,– But Robin’s here in coat of brown, And scarlet breast-knot gay. Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear! Robin sings so sweetly In the falling of the year. Bright yellow, [...]

Continue Reading William Allingham – ROBIN REDBREAST POEM