Sonnet 94: They that have power to hurt and will do none By William Shakespeare They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves…
Category: Poem Analysis
Sonnet 40
Sonnet 40: Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all By William Shakespeare Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all: What hast thou then more than thou hadst before? No love, my love, that thou…
Sonnet 33
Sonnet 33: Full many a glorious morning have I seen By William Shakespeare Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;…
Sonnet 24
Sonnet 24: Mine Eye Hath Play’d The Painter and Hath Steel’d By William Shakespeare Mine eye hath play’d the painter and hath steel’d, Thy beauty’s form in table of my heart; My body is the frame wherein ’tis held, And…
The Echoing Green
The Echoing Green By William Blake The sun does arise, And make happy the skies. The merry bells ring To welcome the Spring. The sky-lark and thrush, The birds of the bush, Sing louder around, To the bells’ cheerful sound.…
Design
Design By Robert Frost I found a dimpled spider, fat and white, On a white heal-all, holding up a moth Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth– Assorted characters of death and blight Mixed ready to begin the morning…
Infant Sorrow
Infant Sorrow By William Blake My mother groand! my father wept. Into the dangerous world I leapt: Helpless, naked, piping loud; Like a fiend hid in a cloud. Struggling in my fathers hands: Striving against my swaddling bands: Bound and…
Barter
Barter By Sara Teasdale Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings, And children’s faces looking up Holding wonder like a cup. Life has loveliness to…
Ah! Sun-flower
Ah! Sun-flower By William Blake Ah Sun-flower! weary of time, Who countest the steps of the Sun: Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the travellers journey is done. Where the Youth pined away with desire, And the pale Virgin…
Of Mere Being
Of Mere Being By Wallace Stevens The palm at the end of the mind, Beyond the last thought, rises In the bronze decor, A gold-feathered bird Sings in the palm, without human meaning, Without human feeling, a foreign song. You…
Anecdote of the Jar
Anecdote of the Jar By Wallace Stevens I placed a jar in Tennessee, And round it was, upon a hill. It made the slovenly wilderness Surround that hill. The wilderness rose up to it, And sprawled around, no longer wild.…
The One Girl at the Boys Party
The One Girl at the Boys Party By Sharon Olds When I take my girl to the swimming party I set her down among the boys. They tower and bristle, she stands there smooth and sleek, her math scores unfolding…
Cat and Mouse
Cat and Mouse By Ted Hughes On the sheep-cropped summit, under hot sun, The mouse crouched, staring out the chance It dared not take. Time and a world Too old to alter, the five mile prospect— Woods, villages, farms hummed…
Sonnet 132
Sonnet 132: Thine Eyes I Love, And They, As Pitying Me By William Shakespeare Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torments me with disdain, Have put on black and loving mourners be, Looking with…
Sonnet 129
Sonnet 129: Th’ Expense of Spirit in a Waste Of Shame By William Shakespeare Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action; and till action, lust Is perjured, murd’rous, bloody, full of blame, Savage, extreme,…
I Am Not Yours
I Am Not Yours By Sarah Teasdale I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and…
The Rime of The Ancient Mariner Part II
The Rime of The Ancient Mariner Part II By Samuel Taylor Coleridge The sun now rose upon the right: Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the…
Out, Out
Out, Out By Robert Frost The buzz saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it. And from there those that lifted eyes could count…
A Cradle Song
A Cradle Song By William Blake Sweet dreams, form a shade O’er my lovely infant’s head! Sweet dreams of pleasant streams By happy, silent, moony beams! Sweet Sleep, with soft down Weave thy brows an infant crown! Sweet Sleep, angel…
The Shield of Achilles
The Shield of Achilles By W. H. Auden She looked over his shoulder For vines and olive trees, Marble well-governed cities And ships upon untamed seas, But there on the shining metal His hands had put instead An artificial wilderness…
