Title Poet Year Written Collection Body
The Sifting of Peter Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 1827 English

A Folk-Song
   “Behold, Satan hath desired to have you, that he may sift you as wheat.”—LUKE xxii. 31.

IN Saint Luke’s Gospel we are told
How Peter in the days of old
          Was sifted;
And now, though ages intervene,
Sin is the same, while time...

The Silence of the Hills William Prescott Foster 1873 English

The Windy forest, rousing from its sleep,
Voices its heart in hoarse Titanic roar;
The ocean bellows from its rocky shore;
The cataract, that haunts the rugged steep,
Makes mighty music in its headlong leap;
The clouds have voices, and the rivers pour...

The Siller Croun Susanna Blamire English

“and ye sail walk in silk attire,
  And siller hae to spare,
Gin ye ’ll consent to be his bride,
  Nor think o’ Donald mair.”

O, wha wad buy a silken goun
  Wi’ a puir broken heart?
Or what ’s to me a siller croun
  Gin frae my love I...

The Singer (Pushkin) English

Did you hear beyond the grove the night voice

Of the singer of love who sings of his sadness?

In the morning, when the fields were silent,

It was the plaintive and simple sound of the pipe.
...

The Singer of One Song Henry Augustin Beers English

He sang one song and died—no more but that:
A single song and carelessly complete.
He would not bind and thresh his chance-grown wheat,
Nor bring his wild fruit to the common vat,
To store the acid rinsings, thin and flat,
Squeezed from the press or...

The Singer of One Song Henry Augustin Beers English

He sang one song and died—no more but that:
A single song and carelessly complete.
He would not bind and thresh his chance-grown wheat,
Nor bring his wild fruit to the common vat,
To store the acid rinsings, thin and flat,
Squeezed from the press or...

The Sirens’ Song William Browne 1611 English

From the “Inner Temple Masque”
STEER hither, steer your wingèd pines,
      All beaten mariners:
Here lie undiscovered mines,
      A prey to passengers;
Perfumes far sweeter than the best
That make the phœnix urn and nest:
      Fear not...

The Sister of Charity Gerald Griffen 1823 English

She once was a lady of honor and wealth;
Bright glowed in her features the roses of health;
Her vesture was blended of silk and of gold,
And her motion shook perfume from every fold:
Joy revelled around her, love shone at her side,
And gay was her smile as...

The Sisters John Banister Tabb English

The waves forever move;
The hills forever rest:
Yet each the heavens approve,
And Love alike hath blessed
A Martha’s household care,
A Mary’s cloistered prayer.

The Skeleton at the Feast James Jeffrey Roche English

We summoned not the Silent Guest,
  And no man spake his name;
By lips unseen our Cup was pressed,
And mid the merry song and jest,
  The Uninvited came.

Wise were they in the days of old,
  Who gave the Stranger place;
And when the...

The Skeleton in Armor Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 1827 English

“speak! speak! thou fearful guest!
Who, with thy hollow breast
Still in rude armor drest,
  Comest to daunt me!
Wrapt not in Eastern balms,
But with thy fleshless palms
Stretched, as if asking alms,
  Why dost thou haunt me?”

Then...

The Skeleton in Armor Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 1827 English

“SPEAK! 1 speak! thou fearful guest!
Who, with thy hollow breast
Still in rude armor drest,
  Comest to daunt me!
Wrapt not in Eastern balms,
But with thy fleshless palms
Stretched, as if asking alms,
  Why dost thou haunt me?”

...

The Skies can't keep their secret! English

The Skies can't keep their secret!

They tell it to the Hills —

The Hills just tell the Orchards —

And they — the Daffodils!


A Bird — by chance — that goes that way —

Soft overhears the whole —

If I...

The Skilful Listener John Vance Cheney English

The skilful listener, he, methinks, may hear
The grass blades clash in sunny field together,
The roses kissing, and the lily, whether
It joy or sorrow in the summer’s ear,
The jewel dew-bells of the mead ring clear
When morning lightly moves them in June...

The Sky is low — the Clouds are mean. English

The Sky is low — the Clouds are mean.

A Travelling Flake of Snow

Across a Barn or through a Rut

Debates if it will go —


A Narrow Wind complains all Day

How some one treated him

Nature, like Us is...

The Skylark James Hogg 1790 English

    BIRD of the wilderness,
    Blithesome and cumberless,
Sweet be thy matin o’er moorland and lea!
    Emblem of happiness,
    Blest is thy dwelling-place,—
O, to abide in the desert with thee!
    Wild is thy lay and loud
    Far in the...

The Sleep Elizabeth Barrett Browning 1826 English

 “He giveth his belovèd sleep.”
—PSALM cxxvii. 2.    

OF all the thoughts of God that are
Borne inward unto souls afar,
Among the Psalmist’s music deep,
Now tell me if that any is,
For gift or grace, surpassing this,—
“He giveth his belovèd...

The Sleeper Edgar Allan Poe 1829 English

At midnight, in the month of June,
I stand beneath the mystic moon.
An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,
Exhales from out her golden rim,
And, softly dripping, drop by drop,
Upon the quiet mountain-top,
Steals drowsily and musically
Into the...

The Sleeping Beauty Alfred, Lord Tennyson English

From “The Day Dream”
YEAR after year unto her feet,
  She lying on her couch alone,
Across the purple coverlet,
  The maiden’s jet-black hair has grown;
On either side her trancèd form
  Forth streaming from a braid of pearl;
The slumberous...

The Smack in School William Pitt Palmer English

A District school, not far away,
Mid Berkshire hills, one winter’s day,
Was humming with its wonted noise
Of threescore mingled girls and boys;
Some few upon their tasks intent,
But more on furtive mischief bent,
The while the master’s downward...