By Ralph Waldo Emerson
The mountain and the squirrel
Had a quarrel;
And the former called the latter ‘Little Prig.’
Bun replied…
Had a quarrel;
And the former called the latter ‘Little Prig.’
Bun replied…
Explore Poems: Classics
Showing 1-20 of 64 poems
Filter Results
- By Nikki GrimesWhen my dad walks
into a room,
or down
the street,
he inches
up on me
silent
as shadow,
and I don't … - By Lydia Maria ChildOver the river and through the wood,
To grandfather's house we go;
The horse knows the way
To carry … - By Ernest Lawrence ThayerThe outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day;
The score stood four to two with but one… - By Jane TaylorTwinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond… - By Clement Clarke Moore'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a… - By Edna St. Vincent MillayMy candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
It gives… - By Joyce KilmerI think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against … - By A. E. HousmanThe time you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering… - By Jane YolenJack was quite nimble,
Jack was quite quick,
Jack gave the beanstalk
A mighty big kick.
Down came the… - By Ava Leavell HaymonYou are food.
You are here for me
to eat. Fatten up,
and I will like you better.
Your brother will be first… - By AnonymousThe first day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me
A partridge in a pear tree.
The second day of Christmas… - By Sarah Josepha HaleMary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow;
And everywhere that Mary went
The lamb was sure… - By William MillerWee Willie Winkie
Rins through the toun,
Up stairs and doun stairs
In his nicht-gown,
Tirling at the… - By Mother GooseLittle boy blue,
Come blow your horn,
The sheep's in the meadow,
The cow's in the corn.
But where is… - By Robert BrowningHamelin Town's in Brunswick,
By famous Hanover city;
The river Weser, deep and wide,
Washes its wall… - By William BlakeThe sun does arise,
And make happy the skies.
The merry bells ring
To welcome the Spring.
The sky-lark… - By AnonymousA fox jumped out one winter’s night,
And begged the moon to give him light.
For he’d many miles to… - By AnonymousAs I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives,
Each wife had seven sacks,
Each sack had… - By Lewis CarrollFit the First
The Landing
"Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried,
As he landed his crew with…