B Poets Index

B By First Name

Ben Jonson
To Celia – Drink to me only with thine eyes …

Billy Collins
Another Reason Why I Don’t Keep A Gun in the House*
The neighbors’ dog will not stop barking

Bliss Carman
The Eavesdropper – In a still room at hush of dawn …
Rivers of Canada – O all the little rivers that run to Hudson’s Bay …

B By Last Name

Baudelaire, CharlesDon Juan aux Enfers (French / English) – When Juan sought the subterranean flood …

Beers, Ethel Lynn
All Quiet Along The Potomac except now and then a stray picket …

Belloc, Hilaire
Matilda told such Dreadful Lies …
Selections from The Bad Child’s Book of Beasts – The lion, the lion, he dwells in the waste …
The South Country – When I am living in the Midlands …
To Dives – Dives, when you and I go down to hell …

Bishop, Elizabeth
Giant Toad – I am too big. Too big by far …

Blake, William
The Tyger – Tyger! Tyger! burning bright …
A Poison Tree – I was angry with my friend …

Blanch, Paula
The Donkey Poem – Don’t waste your time young lady …

Borges, Jorge Luis
Instantes (attributed) – If I could live my life again, in the next — I’ll try …

Bowden, Samuel
The Mouse and The Oyster – Let loftier pens the hero’s acts relate …

Bronte, Anne
Music on Christmas Morning – Music I love – but never strain …

Bronte, Emily
Roderic – Lie down and rest, the fight is done …

Browning, Elizabeth Barrett
Sonnets from the Portuguese:
43 How do I love thee …
33 Yes, call me by my pet name …

Browning, Robert
My Last Duchess -That’s my last duchess painted on the wall …
The Pied Piper – Hamelin town’s in Brunswick, by famous Hanover city …
Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came – My first though was, he lied …

Bryant, William Cullen
Thanatopis -To him who in the love of nature holds communion …
The Lapse of Time – Lament who will, in fruitless tears …
The Murdered Traveller – When spring, to woods and wastes around …

Bürger, Gottfried August
The Wives of Weinsberg – Which way to Weinsberg? neighbor, say!

Burns, Robert
A Red Red Rose – O my luve’s like a red, red rose …
Banks O’ Doon – Ye flowery banks o’ bonie Doon …

Byron, Lord (George Gordon)
She Walks in Beauty like the night …
When We Two Parted in silence and tears …

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