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The Homes Of England — Felicia Dorothea Hemans	The stately homes of England How beautiful they stand! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land! The deer across their green sward...	710 views Rate it
Penance For a Mercurial NBA Player — Karl Constantine FOLKES	Made of sterner stuff. Image of athletic skills. Conformed yet to disappointments, He rose to the very top. As a stalwart college freshman. Earning...	709 views Rate it
The Prodigal Son — James Weldon Johnson	Young man— Young man— Your arm’s too short to box with...	709 views Rate it
I Wish I Could Have Been There — Randy West	I wish I could have been there when God created earth. I wish I could have been there for Baby Jesus’ birth. I wish I could have been there when...	703 views Rate it
The Chimney Sweeper: A Little Black Thing Among The Snow — William Blake	A little black thing among the snow, Crying 'weep! 'weep!' in notes of woe! 'Where are thy father and mother? say?' 'They are both gone up to the church...	681 views Rate it
Night and Day — Robert Louis Stevenson	When the golden day is done, Through the closing portal, Child and garden, Flower and sun, Vanish all things...	672 views Rate it
Henry King — Hilaire Belloc	The Chief Defect of Henry King Was chewing little bits of String. At last he swallowed some which tied Itself in ugly Knots...	655 views Rate it
Old Rinny Tin-Tin — Robin Loving	Moe jumped in the car And his dad closed the door A ride to the park Was all he lived for. He was armed with his ball But something didn't feel...	652 views Rate it
Schroedinger’s Cat and Quantum Indeterminacy — Karl Constantine FOLKES	‘Schroedinger’s Cat’ and Quantum Relativity. Thought experiment. Both in superposition. An imaginary state. The mind’s behavior. On the nature of...	649 views Rate it
The grave site on the hill. — A J C	The grave site on the hill. My dreams are like a field of golden wheat that sways back and forth through the cool summer breeze. As I walk, I can see a...	647 views Rate it
A Poet's Epitaph — William Wordsworth	Art thou a Statist in the van Of public conflicts trained and bred? --First learn to love one living man; 'Then' may'st thou think upon the...	641 views Rate it
Muiopotmos, Or The Fate Of The Butterflie — Edmund Spenser	I SING of deadly dolorous debate, Stir'd vp through wrathfull Nemesis despight, Betwixt two mightie ones of great estate, Drawne into armes, and proofe of...	626 views Rate it
We Are Intrepid Travelers of Space — Karl Constantine FOLKES	A global journey Traversing the Milky Way Our seatbelts fastened By Earth’s magnetic impulse We — intrepid...	625 views Rate it
The Wild Colonial Boy — Andrew Barton Paterson	'Tis of a wild Colonial boy, Jack Doolan was his name, Of poor but honest parents he was born in Castlemaine. He was his father's only hope, his mother's...	622 views Rate it
A Watch In The Night — Algernon Charles Swinburne	Watchman, what of the night? - Storm and thunder and rain, Lights that waver and wane, Leaving the watchfires unlit. Only the balefires are bright, ...	618 views Rate it
The Little Black Boy — William Blake	My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but oh my soul is white! White as an angel is the English child, But I am black, as if...	617 views Rate it
Home Burial — Robert Frost	He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over her shoulder at some fear. She took a doubtful step...	616 views Rate it
Move Eastward, Happy Earth — Alfred Lord Tennyson	Move eastward, happy earth, and leave Yon orange sunset waning slow: From fringes of the faded eve, O, happy planet, eastward go: Till over thy dark...	616 views Rate it
Sic transit gloria mundi — Emily Dickinson	"Sic transit gloria mundi," "How doth the busy bee," "Dum vivimus vivamus," I stay mine...	605 views Rate it
The Slave Dealer — Thomas Pringle	From ocean's wave a Wanderer came, With visage tanned and dun: His Mother, when he told his name, Scarce knew her long-lost son; So altered was his face...	604 views Rate it
The Ladies — Rudyard Kipling	I've taken my fun where I've found it; I've rogued an' I've ranged in my time; I've 'ad my pickin' o' sweet'earts, An' four o' the lot was prime. One...	597 views Rate it
To My Land — Rachel Bluwstein	I cannot offer you, my land, In praise, heroic deeds; One tree I planted on the way Which to the Jordan leads. One narrow path to my feet yields, ...	595 views Rate it
The Grey Monk — William Blake	1 'I die, I die!' the Mother said, 2 'My children die for lack of bread. 3 What more has the merciless Tyrant said?' 4 The Monk sat down...	590 views Rate it
Complaint — William Carlos Williams	They call me and I go. It is a frozen road past midnight, a dust of snow caught in the rigid wheeltracks. The door opens. I smile, enter and shake...	587 views Rate it
The Co-Existence of Two Strange Bedfellows — Karl Constantine FOLKES	This is a paradoxical existential story. As old as Time, as new as the breaking dawn. About two distempered relatives. Seemingly different, yet oh so...	576 views Rate it