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I Am
— John Clare
I am: yet what I am none cares or knows, My friends forsake me like a memory lost; I am the self-consumer of my woes, They rise and vanish in oblivious ...
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Faces
— Walt Whitman
SAUNTERING the pavement, or riding the country by-road--lo! such faces! Faces of friendship, precision, caution, suavity, ideality; T...
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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 cr...
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L'Allegro
— John Milton
HENCE, loathed Melancholy, ............Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn ............'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, a...
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From Love to Friendship
— Voltaire
If you would have me love once more, The blissful age of love restore; From wine's free joys, and lovers' cares, Relentless time, who no man spares, Urg...
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A Dream
— Robert Burns
Guid-Mornin' to our Majesty! May Heaven augment your blisses On ev'ry new birth-day ye see, A humble poet wishes. My bardship here, at your Levee O...
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Where Memories Can Run
— Kurt Philip Behm
I like old people that look old and young people that look young Concepts that are original laughter and fun I like faces that show character an...
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Foreign Lands
— Robert Louis Stevenson
Up into the cherry tree Who should climb but little me? I held the trunk with both my hands And looked abroad in foreign lands. I saw the next door...
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All the World's a Stage
— William Shakespeare
All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, ...
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A Code of Morals
— Rudyard Kipling
Now Jones had left his new-wed bride to keep his house in order, And hied away to the Hurrum Hills above the Afghan border, To sit on a rock with a heli...
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The Cry Of The Children
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers---...
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O Blush Not So!
— John Keats
O BLUSH not so! O blush not so! Or I shall think you knowing; And if you smile the blushing while, Then maidenheads are going. There's a bl...
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Yardley Oak
— William Cowper
Survivor sole, and hardly such, of all That once lived here, thy brethren, at my birth, (Since which I number threescore winters past,) A shattered vete...
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Because I could not stop for Death (712)
— Emily Dickinson
Because I could not stop for Death-- He kindly stopped for me-- The Carriage held but just Ourselves-- And Immortality. We slowly drove--He knew no h...
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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, an...
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To a Lady Very Well Known to the Whole Town
— Voltaire
Phillis, how much the times are changed, Since in a hack the town you ranged, Since without finery or train you shone, Conspicuous for your charms alone...
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The Creation
— James Weldon Johnson
And God stepped out on space, And he looked around and said: I'm lonely-- I'll make me a world. And far as the eye of God could see Darkness covered ev...
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Disabled
— Wilfred Owen
He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey, Legless, sewn short at elbow. Through the park Voices of boys ...
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Song of Myself, I, II, VI & LII
— Walt Whitman
I Celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my s...
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A Ballad
— Charles Lamb
In a costly palace Youth goes clad in gold; In a wretched workhouse Age's limbs are cold: There they sit, the old men by a shivering fire, Still close a...
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Arethusa
— Percy Bysshe Shelley
I. Arethusa arose From her couch of snows In the Acroceraunian mountains,-- From cloud and from crag, With many a jag, Shepherding her bright fountains...
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Meditations In Time Of Civil War
— William Butler Yeats
I Ancestral Houses SURELY among a rich man s flowering lawns, Amid the rustle of his planted hills, Life overflows without ambitious pains; And rains do...
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Each And All
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows in the upland farm, Far-heard, lo...
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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 he. I ...
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Yarrow Revisited
— William Wordsworth
. The gallant Youth, who may have gained, Or seeks, a "winsome Marrow," Was but an Infant in the lap When first I looked on Yarrow; Once mor...
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