Poets by Joyce Kilmer
Poets by Joyce Kilmer Vain is the chiming of forgotten bells That the wind sways above a ruined shrine. Vainer
A Poem A Day
Poets by Joyce Kilmer Vain is the chiming of forgotten bells That the wind sways above a ruined shrine. Vainer
One Day by Rupert Brooke Today I have been happy. All the day I held the memory of you, and
Preludes by T. S. Eliot I The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o’clock. The
A Drinking Song by W.B. Yests Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That’s
Dream Land by Christina Rossetti Where sunless rivers weep Their waves into the deep, She sleeps a charm’d sleep: Awake
Beauty and Beauty by Rupert Brooke When Beauty and Beauty meet All naked, fair to fair, The earth is
A Valentine by Lewis Carroll And cannot pleasures, while they last, Be actual unless, when past, They leave us shuddering
Friends by W. B. Yeats Now must I these three praise Three women that have wrought What joy is
Love’s Lantern by Joyce Kilmer (For Aline) Because the road was steep and long And through a dark and lonely
The Moods by W. B. Yeats Time drops in decay, Like a candle burnt out, And the mountains and
Anticipation by Amy Lowell I have been temperate always, But I am like to be very drunk With your coming.
Spoils of the Dead by Robert Frost Two fairies it was On a still summer day Came forth in the
The Sleeper by Edgar Allan Poe At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon. An
Sonnet VIII by William Shakespeare Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly? Sweets with sweets war not, joy
The Letter by Amy Lowell Little cramped words scrawling all over the paper Like draggled fly’s legs, What can you