The Fathers by Siegfried Sassoon
The Fathers by Siegfried Sassoon Snug at the club two fathers sat, Gross, goggle-eyed, and full of chat. One
Every Day Poems
The Fathers by Siegfried Sassoon Snug at the club two fathers sat, Gross, goggle-eyed, and full of chat. One
Memorial Day by Joyce Kilmer “Dulce et decorum est” The bugle echoes shrill and sweet, But not of war it
Tavern by Edna St. Vincent Millay I’ll keep a little tavern Below the high hill’s crest, Wherein all grey-eyed
Love and a Question by Robert Frost A STRANGER came to the door at eve, And he spoke the bridegroom
His Dream by W. B. Yeats I swayed upon the gaudy stern The butt end of a steering oar, And
Sonnet VI by William Shakespeare Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface, In thee thy summer, ere thou be distill’d:
The Figure-Head by Herman Melville The Charles-and-Emma seaward sped, (Named from the carven pair at prow,) He so smart, and
Nightingales Robert Bridges Beautiful must be the mountains whence ye come, And bright in the fruitful valleys the streams, wherefrom
To S. M. a young African Painter, on seeing his Works by Phillis Wheatley TO show the lab’ring bosom’s deep
The Poet and the Lily by A. B. S. Tennyson A poet was born in a modern time, ‘Neath Saturn