English poetry

Poems in English

Winter Nightfall

The day begins to droop, Its course is done: But nothing tells the place Of the setting sun. The hazy […]

A Passer-by

Whither, O splendid ship, thy white sails crowding, Leaning across the bosom of the urgent West, That fearest nor sea […]

To Thos. Floyd

How fares it, friend, since I by Fate annoy’d Left the old home in need of livelier play For body […]

Pater Filio

Sense with keenest edge unusèd, Yet unsteel’d by scathing fire; Lovely feet as yet unbruisèd On the ways of dark […]

I Will Not Let Thee Go

I will not let thee go. Ends all our month-long love in this? Can it be summed up so, Quit […]

The Growth of Love

1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason’s place, And every […]

To Joseph Joachim

Belov’d of all to whom that Muse is dear Who hid her spirit of rapture from the Greek, Whereby our […]

My Delight and Thy Delight

My delight and thy delight Walking, like two angels white, In the gardens of the night: My desire and thy […]


The sickness of desire, that in dark days Looks on the imagination of despair, Forgetteth man, and stinteth God his […]


Angel spirits of sleep, White-robed, with silver hair, In your meadows fair, Where the willows weep, And the sad moonbeam […]

Awake, My Heart

Awake, my heart, to be loved, awake, awake! The darkness silvers away, the morn doth break, It leaps in the […]


When my love was away, Full three days were not sped, I caught my fancy astray Thinking if she were […]

Lord Kitchner

Unflinching hero, watchful to foresee And face thy country’s peril wheresoe’er, Directing war and peace with equal care, Till by […]

Nimium Fortunatus

I have lain in the sun I have toil’d as I might, I have thought as I would, And now […]

On a Dead Child

Perfect little body, without fault or stain on thee, With promise of strength and manhood full and fair! Though cold […]

Low Barometer

The south-wind strengthens to a gale, Across the moon the clouds fly fast, The house is smitten as with a […]


Beautiful must be the mountains whence ye come, And bright in the fruitful valleys the streams, wherefrom Ye learn your […]