XI.by Emily Dickinson
XI. by Emily Dickinson Much madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. ‘T is
A Poem A Day
XI. by Emily Dickinson Much madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. ‘T is
A SEA DIRGE ?There are certain things – as, a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three
Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849) TO THE LAKE In Spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide
The Hippopotamus ?????? Similiter et omnes revereantur Diaconos, ut ?????? mandatum Jesu Christi; et Episcopum, ut Jesum ?????? Christum, existentem
Prime ?by Amy Lowell ? Your voice is like bells over roofs at dawn When a bird flies And the
Ralph Waldo Emerson??( 1803 ? 1882) The Concord Hymn Ralph Waldo Emerson (1837) By the rude bridge that arched the
Day That I Have Loved by Rupert Brooke Tenderly, day that I have loved, I close your eyes, And smooth
Rhapsody on a Windy Night by T. S. Eliot Twelve o’clock. Along the reaches of the street Held in a
William Shakespeare?(1564-1616) Over Hill, Over Dale “Over Hill, Over Dale” Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park,
X. I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain
Mending Wall By Robert Frost Something there is that doesn’t love a wall, That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it, And
Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936) Gunga Din You may talk o’ gin and beer When you’re quartered safe out ‘ere, An’ you’re
A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you
D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930) was an influential English writer, poet, and essayist. Born in Eastwood, Nottinghamshire,
A VALENTINE by Lewis Carroll And cannot pleasures, while they last, Be actual unless, when past, They leave us shuddering