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Suicide in the Trenches — Siegfried Sassoon	I knew a simple soldier boy Who grinned at life in empty joy, Slept soundly through the lonesome dark, And whistled early with the...	319 views Rate it
The South Country — Hilaire Belloc	When I am living in the Midlands That are sodden and unkind, I light my lamp in the evening: My work is left behind; ...	319 views Rate it
The Children's Hour — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupation, That is know as the children's...	318 views Rate it
Threnody — Ralph Waldo Emerson	The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead he has no power, The lost, the...	318 views Rate it
The Four Seasons : Summer — James Thomson	From brightening fields of ether fair disclosed, Child of the Sun, refulgent Summer comes, In pride of youth, and felt through Nature's depth: He comes...	318 views Rate it
The Loving Shepherdess — Robinson Jeffers	The little one-room schoolhousc among the redwoods Opened its door, a dozen children ran out And saw on the narrow road between the dense...	316 views Rate it
The Sands Are Alive With Sunshine — William Ernest Henley	The sands are alive with sunshine, The bathers lounge and throng, And out in the bay a bugle Is lilting a gallant...	315 views Rate it
The Prologue — Anne Bradstreet	To sing of wars, of captains, and of kings, Of cities founded, commonwealths begun, For my mean pen are too superior things: Or how they all, or each,...	313 views Rate it
Fable — Dorothy Parker	Oh, there once was a lady, and so I've been told, Whose lover grew weary, whose lover grew cold. "My child," he remarked, "though our episode ends, In the...	312 views Rate it
An Essay on Man: Epistle II — Alexander Pope	I. Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Plac'd on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and...	311 views Rate it
Johnnie's Christmas — Libbie C. Baer	Papa and mama, and baby and Dot, Willie and me—the whole of the lot Of us all went over in Bimberlie’s sleigh, To grandmama’s house on Christmas...	310 views Rate it
The Coloured Hours — Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall	GRAY hours have cities, Green hours have rhymes Of hearts grown loving In old summertimes, But the white hours have only A cloud in the sky And a star,...	310 views Rate it
The Funny Little fellow — James Whitcomb Riley	'Twas a Funny Little Fellow Of the very purest type, For he had a heart as mellow As an apple over ripe; And the brightest little twinkle When a funny...	310 views Rate it
Dæmonic Love — Ralph Waldo Emerson	Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through veins of kindred poured, Next his heart the...	309 views Rate it
Vulcan's Song: In Making of the Arrows — John Lyly	MY shag-hair Cyclops, come, let's ply Our Lemnian hammers lustily. By my wife's sparrows, I swear these arrows Shall singing fly Through many a wanton's...	308 views Rate it
Villanelle: The Psychological Hour — Ezra Pound	I had over prepared the event, that much was ominous. With middle-ageing care I had laid out just the right books. I had almost turned down the...	308 views Rate it
A Song — 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...	306 views Rate it
Hymn Of Man — Algernon Charles Swinburne	In the grey beginning of years, in the twilight of things that began, The word of the earth in the ears of the world, was it God? was it man? The word of...	305 views Rate it
Gareth And Lynette — Alfred Lord Tennyson	The last tall son of Lot and Bellicent, And tallest, Gareth, in a showerful spring Stared at the spate. A slender-shafted Pine Lost footing, fell, and...	305 views Rate it
Sun’s absence — Talia Garza Hernandez	Outside, the light of dawn is raising still early it can’t break the earliest darkness while you sleep with confidence you aren’t an ephemeral...	304 views Rate it
Any Woman — Katharine Tynan	I am the pillars of the house; The keystone of the arch am I. Take me away, and roof and wall Would fall to ruin me...	303 views Rate it
LIfe is better with you in it — Esteban Rodriguez	Dear God Here I am At the end of my rope standing at the cliff's edge looking down at the jagged bottom wondering if the jump is worth it Please God...	302 views Rate it
Mortality — William Knox	O why should the spirit of mortal be proud? Like a fast-flitting meteor, a fast-flying cloud, A flash of the lightning, a break of the wave, He passes...	300 views Rate it
Dad — Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	I've knowed ole Flood this last five year or more; I knoo 'im when 'is Syd went to the war. A proud ole man 'e was. But I've watched 'im, An' seen 'is...	299 views Rate it
There was a Boy — William Wordsworth	There was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs And islands of Winander!--many a time, At evening, when the earliest stars began To move along the edges...	299 views Rate it