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To Eva — Joseph Rodman Drake	A BEAM upon the myrtle fell From dewy evening's purest sky, 'Twas like the glance I love so well, Dear Eva, from thy moonlight eye. I looked around...	346 views Rate it
Cassandra — Edwin Arlington Robinson	I heard one who said: "Verily, What word have I for children here? Your Dollar is your only Word, The wrath of it your only...	343 views Rate it
The Devil Of Pope-Fig Island — La Fontaine	BY master Francis clearly 'tis expressed: The folks of Papimania are blessed; True sleep for them alone it seems was made With US the copy only has been...	343 views Rate it
The Frowning Cliff — Herbert Asquith	The sea has a laugh And the cliff a frown; For the laugh of the sea is wearing him...	341 views Rate it
The Widow — Katharine Tynan	When she smiles her love draws nigh, When she weeps he doth depart, And returns to the Heavens high With an unwounded...	340 views Rate it
Change — Sara Teasdale	Remember me as I was then; Turn from me now, but always see The laughing shadowy girl who stood At midnight by the flowering tree, With eyes that love had...	339 views Rate it
Winter — Robert Southey	A wrinkled crabbed man they picture thee, Old Winter, with a rugged beard as grey As the long moss upon the apple-tree; Blue-lipt, an icedrop at thy...	338 views Rate it
What is Our Life — Sir Walter Raleigh	WHAT is our life? The play of passion. Our mirth? The music of division: Our mothers’ wombs the tiring-houses be, Where we are dressed for life’s short...	337 views Rate it
Thoughts On The Works Of Providence — Phillis Wheatley	A R I S E, my soul, on wings enraptur'd, rise To praise the monarch of the earth and skies, Whose goodness and benificence appear As round its centre...	337 views Rate it
I will wait — Aloma Siegel	For you are gone, But always in our hearts. Never gone to for just away for a while. I know I'll see you again, Until that day comes I will wait. To tell...	336 views Rate it
Apologetic Postscript Of A Year Later — Robert Louis Stevenson	IF you see this song, my dear, And last year's toast, I'm confoundedly in fear You'll be serious and severe About the...	335 views Rate it
Stanzas for Music — James Brunton Stephens	Now once more the world is bright, Gone the clouds that hid the light, Gone the mists that dimmed my sight Gone sigh and tear. As the sunshine after rain...	329 views Rate it
From ‘Paracelsus’ — Robert Browning	I...	328 views Rate it
Dingley And Brent — Jonathan Swift	Dingley and Brent, Wherever they went, Ne'er minded a word that was spoken; Whatever was said, They ne'er troubled their head, But laugh'd at their own...	328 views Rate it
Aunt Imogen — Edwin Arlington Robinson	Aunt Imogen was coming, and therefore The children—Jane, Sylvester, and Young George— Were eyes and ears; for there was only one Aunt Imogen to them in...	328 views Rate it
Love's Mesmerism. — Robert Crawford	When you are with me I put by the world In having you. When I can hear and see you, All else is dark and dumb; or is it, Sweet, You then are all, and I...	327 views Rate it
Scotch Drink — Robert Burns	Let other poets raise a fracas Bout vines, and wines, an drucken Bacchus, An crabbit names an stories wrack us, An grate our lug: I sing the juice...	326 views Rate it
Jest 'fore christmas — Eugene Field	Father calls me William, sister calls me Will, Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill! Mighty glad I ain't a girl - ruther be a boy, Without...	326 views Rate it
Solitude — Ella Wheeler Wilcox	Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone. For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and...	325 views Rate it
Lepanto — Gilbert Keith Chesterton	White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There is laughter like the fountains in that...	325 views Rate it
A Poet’s Rambling — Karl Constantine FOLKES	World of satire. Satire of satires. A Senryu poem. Can you imagine. What life would be like. If there were no death. Though time would still...	324 views Rate it
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 and...	324 views Rate it
1777 — Amy Lowell	I The Trumpet-Vine...	323 views Rate it
The Tuft of Flowers — Robert Frost	I went to turn the grass once after one Who mowed it in the dew before the...	320 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...	320 views Rate it