Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
“The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost
The Road Not Taken Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long …
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Fire And Ice by Robert Frost
Fire And Ice Robert Frost Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with thos…
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O Captain! My Captain! by Walt Whitman
O Captain! My Captain! Walt Whitman O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; The ship has weather’d every rack…
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If you forget me by Pablo Neruda
If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red br…
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There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground by Sara Teasdale
There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground Sara Teasdale There will come soft rain and the smell of the gr…
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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? by William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? William Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Tho…
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We Wear The Mask
We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,-- This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And m…
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Love Philosophy
The fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean; The winds of heaven mix forever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All t…
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Remember
Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember…
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Death Be Not Proud
Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not soe, For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow, Die not,…
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I cry
Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is t…
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Forgetfulness
The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel which suddenly…
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Bright Star
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art-- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature's patient, s…
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A Red Red Rose
O my Luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June; O my Luve's like the melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art t…
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A Fairy Song
Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire! I do wander everywhere, Swifter than the moon'…
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A Dream within A Dream
Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has …
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A Clear Midnight
THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless, Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done, Thee fully forth emerging, silent,…
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A Thing of Beauty
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its lovliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full o…
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Alone
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 common spring. From the same sour…
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Still I Rise
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset …
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