Sonnet 123 By William Shakespeare No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change: Thy pyramids built up with newer might To me are nothing novel, nothing strange; They are but dressings of a former sight. Our dates are…
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The Send Off
The Send Off By Wilfred Owen Down the close, darkening lanes they sang their way To the siding-shed, And lined the train with faces grimly gay. Their breasts were stuck all white with wreath and spray As men’s are, dead.…
A Prayer in Spring
A Prayer in Spring By Robert Frost Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year. Oh,…
Terminus
Terminus By Ralph Waldo Emerson January 1867 Issue It is time to be old, To take in sail: — The god of bounds, Who sets to seas a shore, Came to me in his fatal rounds. And said, “No more!…
To The Nile
To The Nile By John Keats Son of the old Moon-mountains African! Chief of the Pyramid and Crocodile! We call thee fruitful, and that very while A desert fills our seeing’s inward span: Nurse of swart nations since the world…
A Hymn To God The Father
A Hymn To God The Father By John Donne Wilt thou forgive that sin where I begun, Which was my sin, though it were done before? Wilt thou forgive that sin, through which I run, And do run still, though…
The Old Pond
The Old Pond by Matsuo Basho The old pond– a frog jumps in, sound of water. (Translated by Robert Hass) Summary of The Old Pond Popularity of “The Old Pond”: Written by a well-known Japanese classic poet, Matsuo Basho, this…
Yet Do I Marvel
Yet Do I Marvel By Countee Cullen I doubt not God is good, well-meaning, kind, And did He stoop to quibble could tell why The little buried mole continues blind, Why flesh that mirrors Him must some day die, Make…
To Toussaint Louverture
To Toussaint Louverture By William Wordsworth TOUSSAINT, the most unhappy of men! Whether the whistling Rustic tend his plough Within thy hearing, or thy head be now Pillowed in some deep dungeon’s earless den; – O miserable Chieftain! where and…
Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey, On Revisiting the Banks of the Wye during a Tour. July 13, 1798
Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey, On Revisiting the Banks of the Wye during a Tour. July 13, 1798 By William Wordsworth Five years have past; five summers, with the length Of five long winters! and again I…
My Heart Leaps Up
My Heart Leaps Up By William Wordsworth My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man; So be it when I shall…
A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal
A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal By William Wordsworth A slumber did my spirit seal; I had no human fears: She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force;…
Sonnet 139
Sonnet 139: O, call not me to justify the wrong By William Shakespeare O, call not me to justify the wrong That thy unkindness lays upon my heart; Wound me not with thine eye but with thy tongue; Use power…
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep By Mary Elizabeth Frye Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints…
The Trees Are Down
The Trees Are Down By Charlotte Mew —and he cried with a loud voice: Hurt not the earth, neither the sea, nor the trees— (Revelation) They are cutting down the great plane-trees at the end of the gardens. For days…
Courage
Courage By Anne Sexton It is in the small things we see it. The child’s first step, as awesome as an earthquake. The first time you rode a bike, wallowing up the sidewalk. The first spanking when your heart went…
The Definition of Love
The Definition of Love By Andrew Marvell My Love is of a birth as rare As ’tis for object strange and high: It was begotten by despair Upon Impossibility. Magnanimous Despair alone Could show me so divine a thing, Where…
Be Nobody’s Darling
Be Nobody’s Darling By Alice Walker Be nobody’s darling; Be an outcast. Take the contradictions Of your life And wrap around You like a shawl, To parry stones To keep you warm. Watch the people succumb To madness With ample cheer;…
Blizzard
Blizzard By William Carlos Williams Snow: years of anger following hours that float idly down — the blizzard drifts its weight deeper and deeper for three days or sixty years, eh? Then the sun! a clutter of yellow and blue…
The Wildflower’s Song
The Wildflower’s Song By William Blake As I wander’d the forest, The green leaves among, I heard a wild flower Singing a song. I slept in the Earth In the silent night, I murmur’d my fears And I felt delight.…