Poem Lake | The Greatest Poems of All Time

A Pretty Woman That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers, And the blue eye Dear and dewy, And that infantine fresh air of hers! To think men cannot take you, Sweet, And enfold you, Ay, and hold you, And so keep you what they make you, Sweet! You like us for a... Poet: Robert Browning	My Pretty Rose Tree A flower was offered to me, Such a flower as May never bore; But I said "I've a pretty rose tree," And I passed the sweet flower o'er. Then I went to my pretty rose tree, To tend her by day and by night; But my rose turned away with jealousy, And her... Poet: William Blake	Pretty Cow Thank you, pretty cow, that made Pleasant milk to soak my bread, Every day and every night, Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white. Do not chew the hemlock rank, Growing on the weedy bank; But the yellow cowslips eat, That will make it... Poet: Jane Taylor	The Pretty Girl of Loch Dan The Shades of eve had crossed the glen That frowns o’er infant Avonmore, When, nigh Loch Dan, two weary men, We stopped before a cottage door. “God save all here,” my comrade cries, And rattles on the raised latch-pin; “God save you kindly... Poet: Samuel Ferguson
“Where are you going, my pretty maid?” “where are you going, my pretty maid?” “I am going a-milking, sir,” she said. “May I go with you, my pretty maid?” “You ’re kindly welcome, sir,” she said. “What is your father, my pretty maid?” “My father ’s a farmer, sir,” she said. “What is your... Poet: Anonymous	A Pretty Epigram A Pretty Epigram for the Entertainment of those who have Paid Great Sums in the Venetian & Flemish Ooze^[4] Nature & Art in this together Suit What is... Poet:	She dealt her pretty words like Blades — She dealt her pretty words like Blades — How glittering they shone — And every One unbared a Nerve Or wantoned with a Bone — She never deemed — she hurt — That — is not Steel's Affair — A vulgar... Poet:	The pretty Rain from those sweet Eaves The pretty Rain from those sweet Eaves Her unintending Eyes — Took her own Heart, including ours, By innocent Surprise — The wrestle in her simple Throat To hold the feeling down That vanquished her... Poet: