EPITAPH ON A HARE by William Cowper
EPITAPH ON A HARE by William Cowper Here lies, whom hound did ne’er pursue, Nor swifter greyhound follow, Whose foot
A Poem A Day
EPITAPH ON A HARE by William Cowper Here lies, whom hound did ne’er pursue, Nor swifter greyhound follow, Whose foot
HIS POETRY HIS PILLAR Only a little more I have to write: Then I’ll give o’er, And bid the world
Ode On The Spring by Thomas Gray Lo! where the rosy-bosomed Hours, Fair Venus’ train, appear, Disclose the long-expecting flowers,
Aunt Helen Miss Helen Slingsby was my maiden aunt, And lived in a small house near a fashionable square Cared
Ashes of Life Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike; Eat I must, and sleep
Robert Frost (1874-1963) THE ROAD NOT TAKEN by Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I
A REBEL by John Gould Fletcher (1886-1950) Tie a bandage over his eyes, And at his feet Let rifles drearily
ON THE RIVER by William Vaughn Moody The faint stars wake and wonder, Fade and find heart anew; Above us
The Blind by Sara Teasdale The birds are all a-building, They say the world’s a-flower, And still I linger lonely
One of the greatest American Poets. Robert Frost (1874-1963). He won 4 Pulitzer Prizes for his poetry.
Mist by Henry David Thoreau Low-anchored cloud, Newfoundland air, Fountain head and source of rivers, Dew-cloth, dream drapery, And napkin