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The Road Not Taken — Robert Frost	Two roads lie in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it	675,958 views Rate it
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud — William Wordsworth	I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake,	145,799 views Rate it
Count That Day Lost — George Eliot	If you sit down at set of sun And count the acts that you have done, And, counting, find One self-denying deed, one word That eased the heart of him	144,513 views Rate it
Fragment. Where's The Poet? — John Keats	Where's the Poet? show him! show him, Muses nine! that I may know him. 'Tis the man who with a man Is an equal, be he King, Or poorest of the	144,477 views Rate it
The Hill We Climb — Amanda Gorman	When day comes, we ask ourselves where can we find light in this never ending shade? The loss we carry, a sea we must wade. We braved the belly of the	101,248 views Rate it
Waterfalls — Clifford Villalon	Love is like a waterfall that flows forever. A relationship of true love in different directions Through the steep, sharp and crooked lines of rocks	62,887 views Rate it
Daffodils — William Wordsworth	I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake,	12,435 views Rate it
The Gods Of The Copybook Headings — Rudyard Kipling	As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race, I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market-Place. Peering through reverent	8,603 views Rate it
Mandalay — Rudyard Kipling	By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' eastward to the sea, There's a Burma girl a-settin', and I know she thinks o' me; For the wind is in the	8,098 views Rate it
The Defence of Lucknow — Alfred Lord Tennyson	I BANNER of England, not for a season, O banner of Britain, hast thou Floated in conquering battle or flapt to the battle-cry! Never with mightier	7,338 views Rate it
Identity — Julio Noboa Polanco	Let them be as flowers, always watered, fed, guarded, admired, but harnessed to a pot of	4,559 views Rate it
If — Rudyard Kipling	If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make	4,122 views Rate it
Pretty Cow — Jane Taylor	Thank you, pretty cow, that made Pleasant milk to soak my bread Every day and every night, Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and	3,656 views Rate it
The Young British Soldier — Rudyard Kipling	When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East 'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast, An' 'e wonders because 'e is frequent deceased Ere	3,629 views Rate it
Penelope — Dorothy Parker	In the pathway of the sun, In the footsteps of the breeze, Where the world and sky are one, He shall ride the silver seas, He shall cut the	3,181 views Rate it
When Tomorrow Starts Without Me — Ayesha	When tomorrow starts without me, and I am not there to see... The sun should rise and find your eyes, all filled with tears for	2,684 views Rate it
The Raven — Edgar Allan Poe	Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly	2,683 views Rate it
Alone — Edgar Allan Poe	From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a	2,543 views Rate it
Freedom's Plow — Langston Hughes	When a man starts out with nothing, When a man starts out with his hands Empty, but clean, When a man starts to build a world, He starts first with	2,531 views Rate it
The Brain—is wider than the Sky — Emily Dickinson	The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and	2,240 views Rate it
Hope is the thing with feathers — Emily Dickinson	Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at	2,054 views Rate it
Ode To A Nightingale — John Keats	My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute	1,915 views Rate it
love, men — William Blake	I love men I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did	1,902 views Rate it
White Fields — James Stephens	I In the winter time we go Walking in the fields of snow; Where there is no grass at all; Where the top of every	1,888 views Rate it
Ode To Joy — Friedrich Schiller	Joy, thou beauteous godly lightning, Daughter of Elysium, Fire drunken we are ent’ring Heavenly, thy holy home! Thy enchantments bind together, What	1,821 views Rate it