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Harvest Hymn — Sarojini Naidu	Mens...	399 views Rate it
Lancelot — Edwin Arlington Robinson	Gawaine, aware again of Lancelot In the King’s garden, coughed and followed him; Whereat he turned and stood with folded arms And weary-waiting eyes,...	399 views Rate it
Music of Laughter — Letitia Elizabeth Landon	She had that charming laugh which, like a song, The song of a spring-bird, wakes suddenly When we least look for it. It lingered long Upon the ear, one...	398 views Rate it
The Judge — Rabindranath Tagore	Say of him what you please, but I know my child's failings. I do not love him because he is good, but because he is my little child. How should...	397 views Rate it
Her Immortality — Thomas Hardy	UPON a noon I pilgrimed through A pasture, mile by mile, Unto the place where I last saw My dead Love's living...	394 views Rate it
Ceol Sidhe — Francis Ledwidge	When May is here, and every morn Is dappled with pied bells, And dewdrops glance along the thorn And wings flash in the dells, I take my pipe and play a...	394 views Rate it
The Tide River — Charles Kingsley	Clear and cool, clear and cool, By laughing shallow and dreaming pool; Cool and clear, cool and clear, By shining shingle and foaming weir; Under the crag...	393 views Rate it
Deleted — Steven Dupere	Deleted...	392 views Rate it
When The Lamp Is Shattered — Percy Bysshe Shelley	When the lamp is shattered, The light in the dust lies dead; When the cloud is scattered, The rainbow's glory is shed; When the lute is broken,...	392 views Rate it
An Epitaph [Hangman's hands laid in this tomb an] — Ambrose Bierce	Hangman's hands laid in this tomb an Imp of Satan's getting, whom an Ancient legend says that woman Never bore-he owed his birth To Sin herself. From Hell...	392 views Rate it
10 feet tall — Deborah Caporale	When I was young, I knew it all, I lived like I was 10 feet tall, No one could ever tell me how, If I knew then what I know now, I'd shut my mouth and...	391 views Rate it
Yippee, School’s Out! — Karl Constantine FOLKES	Yeah, yeah, yeah. No school today. Guys, let’s make hay. What’d ya say! It’s a holiday. Much time to play. We can sleep late. Don’t watch the...	391 views Rate it
A child said, What is the grass? — Walt Whitman	A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child?. . . .I do not know what it is any more than...	391 views Rate it
Lilacs — Amy Lowell	Lilacs, False blue, White, Purple, Color of lilac, Your great puffs of flowers Are everywhere in this my New England. Among your heart-shaped...	391 views Rate it
Gather Mine — Kevin Anderson	Don't play with my emotions Don't rock the boat in the middle of the ocean Don't check my pockets for your next success Don't play with my paper don't...	390 views Rate it
Ode to Duty — William Wordsworth	STERN Daughter of the Voice of God! O Duty! if that name thou love, Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring and reprove; Thou, who art...	389 views Rate it
Old Tunes — Sara Teasdale	As the waves of perfume, heliotrope, rose, Float in the garden when no wind blows, Come to us, go from us, whence no one...	389 views Rate it
'Tis One by One — the Father counts — Emily Dickinson	'Tis One by One — the Father counts — And then a Tract between Set Cypherless — to teach the Eye The Value of its Ten...	389 views Rate it
To a Friend — Matthew Arnold	Who prop, thou ask'st in these bad days, my mind?-- He much, the old man, who, clearest-souled of men, Saw The Wide Prospect, and the Asian Fen, And...	388 views Rate it
Human Life — Samuel Taylor Coleridge	If dead, we cease to be ; if total gloom Swallow up life's brief flash for aye, we fare As summer-gusts, of sudden birth and doom, Whose sound...	387 views Rate it
Fireflies — Rabindranath Tagore	My fancies are fireflies, — Specks of living light twinkling in the...	387 views Rate it
Inheritance — Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall	DESOLATE strange sleep and wild Came on me while yet a child; I, before I tasted tears, Knew the grief of all the...	387 views Rate it
The Christmas Gift — Liam Ó Comáin	mystical silence lights flick on to bicycles and board games dolls and other toys brought by father christmas to joyful girls and...	386 views Rate it
Prof. Longmuir — James McIntyre	It hath been a source of considerable gratification to me that one of my school teachers afterwards became Professor Longmuir, of Aberdeen. Mr. Longmuir...	386 views Rate it
The Thorn — William Wordsworth	I...	385 views Rate it