Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882) THE NEVERMORE by Dante Gabriel Rossetti Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been; I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell; Unto thine ear I hold the dead-sea shell Cast up thy Life’s foam-fretted feet between; Unto thine eyes the glass where that is seen Which had Life’s form and Love’s, […]
THE HARLEM DANCER by Claude McKay
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On a Girdle by EDMUND WALLER
Edmund Waller (1606-1687)
Be Strong by Maltbie Davenport Babcock
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Ode to Pity by Jane Austen
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Chattanooga by Herman Melville
Herman Melville (1819-1891)
SORROWS AND JOYS by George Meredith
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Madonna Mia by Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)
THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE AT BALAKLAVA by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun by William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
Remembrance by Emily Bronte
Emily Bronte (1818-1848)
Fast rode the knight by Stephen Crane
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The Progress of Poetry by Jonathan Swift
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The Soldier’s Wife by Robert Southey
Robert Southey (1774-1843) The Soldier’s Wife by Robert Southey Weary way-wanderer languid and sick at heart Travelling painfully over the rugged road, Wild-visag’d Wanderer! ah for thy heavy chance! Sorely thy little one drags by thee bare-footed, Cold is the baby that hangs at thy bending back Meagre and livid and screaming its wretchedness. Woe-begone […]
ON TIME by John Milton
John Milton (1608-1674) Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race, Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy Plummets pace; And glut thy self with what thy womb devours, Which is no more then what is false and vain, And meerly mortal dross; So little is our loss, So […]