Portrait of a Lady by T. S. Eliot Thou hast committed? Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew Of Malta I Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon You have the scene arrange itself?as it will seem to do? With “I have saved this […]
Classic Poets
THE PROBLEM by Ralph Waldo Emerson
? THE PROBLEM by Ralph Waldo Emerson I like a church; I like a cowl; I love a prophet of the soul; And on my heart monastic aisles Fall like sweet strains, or pensive smiles Yet not for all his faith can see Would I that cowl?d churchman be. Why should the vest on him […]
The Poor Ghost by Christina Rossetti
? The Poor Ghost by Christina Rossetti “Oh whence do you come, my dear friend, to me, With your golden hair all fallen below your knee, And your face as white as snowdrops on the lea, And your voice as hollow as the hollow sea?” “From the other world I come back to you, My […]
Nightmare: A Tale for an Autumn Evening by Amy Lowell
? Nightmare: A Tale for an Autumn Evening ?????? ?? It was a gusty night, ?? With the wind booming, and swooping, ?? Looping round corners, ?? Sliding over the cobble-stones, ?? Whipping and veering, ?? And careering over the roofs ?? Like a thousand clattering horses. ?? Mr. Spruggins had been dining in the […]
The Only Ghost I Ever Saw by Emily Dickinson
The Only Ghost I Ever Saw by Emily Dickinson The only ghost I ever saw Was dressed in mechlin, ? so; He wore no sandal on his foot, And stepped like flakes of snow. His gait was soundless, like the bird, But rapid, like the roe; His fashions quaint, mosaic, Or, haply, mistletoe. His conversation […]
The Haunted Palace by Edgar Allan Poe
The Haunted Palace by Edgar Allan Poe In the greenest of our valleys By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace? Radiant palace?reared its head. In the monarch Thought’s dominion? It stood there! Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair! Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and […]
Ghost House by Robert Frost
Ghost House by Robert Frost I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the cellar walls, And a cellar in which the daylight falls, And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow. O’er ruined fences the grape-vines shield The woods come back to the mowing field; […]
X. by William Shakespeare
X. ?by William Shakespeare ?? Crabbed age and youth ???? Cannot live together ?? Youth is full of pleasance, ???? Age is full of care; ?? Youth like summer morn, ???? Age like winter weather; ?? Youth like summer brave, ???? Age like winter bare; ?? Youth is full of sport, ?? Age’s breath is […]
THAT THE NIGHT COME by W. B. Yeats
THAT THE NIGHT COME by W. B. Yeats She lived in storm and strife. Her soul had such desire For what proud death may bring That it could not endure The common good of life, But lived as ?twere a king That packed his marriage day With banneret and pennon, Trumpet and kettledrum, And the […]
Macbeth (ACT IV. SCENE I.) by William shakespeare
Macbeth (ACT IV. SCENE I.) by William shakespeare A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron. Thunder. Enter the three Witches. ? FIRST WITCH. Thrice the brinded cat hath mew’d. ? SECOND WITCH. Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined. ? THIRD WITCH. Harpier cries, “‘Tis time, ’tis time.” ? FIRST WITCH. Round about the cauldron […]
THE LOOKING-GLASS BY RUDYARD KIPLING
THE LOOKING-GLASS by RUDYARD KIPLING The Queen was in her chamber, and she was middling old, Her petticoat was of satin, and her stomacher was gold. Backwards and forwards and sideways did she pass, Making up her mind to face the cruel looking-glass. The cruel looking-glass that will never show a lass As comely or […]
WORDS FOR AN OLD AIR by Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale (1884-1933) was an American lyric poet known for her intimate and emotional poetry. Her collections, including
A BROOK IN THE CITY by Robert Frost
A BROOK IN THE CITY by Robert Frost The farm house lingers, though averse to square With the new city street it has to wear A number in. But what about the brook That held the house as in an elbow-crook? I ask as one who knew the brook, its strength And impulse, having dipped […]
HUSH’D BE THE CAMPS TO-DAY by Walt Whitman
HUSH’D BE THE CAMPS TO-DAY by Walt Whitman (May 4, 1865) Hush’d be the camps to-day, And soldiers let us drape our war-worn weapons, And each with musing soul retire to celebrate, Our dear commander’s death. No more for him life’s stormy conflicts, Nor victory, nor defeat?no more time’s dark events, Charging like ceaseless clouds […]
To One in Paradise by Edgar Allan Poe
? To One in Paradise by Edgar Allan Poe Thou wast that all to me, love, For which my soul did pine? A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine, All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry […]