Symbolism of Bat in Literature Bats are known as creatures of the night and are the only mammals with the ability to fly even in the dark. In literature, bats are usually shown in a negative light, such as a…
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The Spider and the Fly
The Spider and the Fly By Mary Howitt “Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly, “‘Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy; The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,…
Humpty Dumpty Sat on a Wall
Humpty Dumpty Sat on a Wall By Mother Goose Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall; All the king’s horses and all the king’s men Couldn’t put Humpty together again. Summary of Humpty Dumpty Sat…
Letter to My Great, Great Grandchild
Letter to My Great, Great Grandchild By J.P. Grasser Oh button, don’t go thinking we loved pianos more than elephants, air conditioning more than air. We loved honey, just loved it, and went into stores to smell the sweet perfume…
Riprap
Riprap By Gary Snyder Lay down these words Before your mind like rocks. placed solid, by hands In choice of place, set Before the body of the mind in space and time: Solidity of bark, leaf, or wall riprap of…
pity this busy monster, manunkind
pity this busy monster, manunkind By E. E. Cummings pity this busy monster, manunkind, not. Progress is a comfortable disease: your victim (death and life safely beyond) plays with the bigness of his littleness — electrons deify one razorblade into…
my father moved through dooms of love
my father moved through dooms of love By E. E. cummings my father moved through dooms of love through sames of am through haves of give, singing each morning out of each night my father moved through depths of height…
Ecclesiastes Chapter -1
Ecclesiastes Chapter -1 From Old Testament by King Solomon The words of the Preacher, the son of David, king in Jerusalem. Vanity[b] of vanities, says the Preacher, vanity of vanities! All is vanity. What does man gain by all the…
Sonnet 110
Sonnet 110: Alas, ‘tis true I have gone here and there By William Shakespeare Alas, ‘tis true I have gone here and there And made myself a motley to the view, Gor’d mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most…
The North Wind Doth Blow
The North Wind Doth Blow By Mother Goose The North wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor robin do then, poor thing? He’ll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head…
The Broken Heart
The Broken Heart By John Donne He is stark mad, whoever says, That he hath been in love an hour, Yet not that love so soon decays, But that it can ten in less space devour ; Who will believe…
Ten Little Soldiers
Ten Little Soldiers By Agatha Christie Ten Little Soldier Boys went out to Dine, one choked his little self and then there were nine. Nine Little Soldier Boys stayed up very late; One overslept himself and then there were eight.…
Fuzzy Wuzzy
Fuzzy Wuzzy By Rudyard Kipling (Soudan Expeditionary Force) We’ve fought with many men acrost the seas, An’ some of ‘em was brave an’ some was not: The Paythan an’ the Zulu an’ Burmese; But the Fuzzy was the finest o’…
Meditation at Lagunitas
Meditation at Lagunitas By Robert Hass All the new thinking is about loss. In this it resembles all the old thinking. The idea, for example, that each particular erases the luminous clarity of a general idea. That the clown- faced…
Provide, Provide
Provide, Provide By Robert Frost The witch that came (the withered hag) To wash the steps with pail and rag, Was once the beauty Abishag, The picture pride of Hollywood. Too many fall from great and good For you to…
Life’s Tragedy
Life’s Tragedy By Paul Laurence Dunbar It may be misery not to sing at all, And to go silent through the brimming day; It may be misery never to be loved, But deeper griefs than these beset the way. To…
A Wise Old Owl
A Wise Old Owl A wise old owl lived in an oak The more he saw the less he spoke The less he spoke the more he heard. Why can’t we all be like that wise old bird? Summary of…
Sonnet VII O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell
Sonnet VII [O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell] By John Keats O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap Of murky buildings; climb with me the steep,— Nature’s observatory—whence the…
A Lecture upon the Shadow
A Lecture upon the Shadow By John Donne Stand still, and I will read to thee A lecture, love, in love’s philosophy. These three hours that we have spent, Walking here, two shadows went Along with us, which we ourselves…
Breakfast
Breakfast By Jacques Prevert He poured the coffee Into the cup He put the milk Into the cup of coffee He put the sugar Into the coffee with milk With a small spoon He churned He drank the coffee And…