THE YOUNG MAN’S SONG W. B. Yeats
THE YOUNG MAN’S SONG I whispered, “I am too young,” And then, “I am old enough”; Wherefore I threw a
A Poem A Day
THE YOUNG MAN’S SONG I whispered, “I am too young,” And then, “I am old enough”; Wherefore I threw a
Those Who Love by Sara Teasdale Those who love the most Do not talk of their love; Francesca, Guenevere, Dierdre,
Old Poets If I should live in a forest And sleep underneath a tree, No grove of impudent saplings Would
The Tempest We were crowded in the cabin, Not a soul would dare to sleep, It was midnight on the
William Shakespeare was born at Stratford-on-Avon in April, 1564, and died there April 23, 1616. His fame rests chiefly upon his dramatic compositions. His two narrative poems, “Venus
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