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Birds of Prey by Claude McKay

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Their shadow dims the sunshine of our day, As they go lumbering across the sky, Squawking in joy of feeling safe on high, Beating their heavy wings of owlish gray.…

Threnody by Ralph Waldo Emerson

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The south-wind bringsLife, sunshine, and desire,And on every mount and meadowBreathes aromatic fire,But over the dead he has no power,The lost, the lost he cannot restore,And, looking over the hills,…

Dilemma by Dorothy Parker

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If I were mild, and I were sweet,And laid my heart before your feet,And took my dearest thoughts to you,And hailed your easy lies as true;Were I to murmur “Yes,”…

Piedra de sol by Octavio Paz

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un sauce de cristal, un chopo de agua,un alto surtidor que el viento arquea,un arbol bien plantado mas danzante,un caminar de rio que se curva,avanza, retrocede, da un rodeoy llega…

Acrostic by Lewis Carroll

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Little maidens, when you look On this little story-book, Reading with attentive eye Its enticing history, Never think that hours of play Are your only HOLIDAY, And that in a…

The Computation by John Donne

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For the first twenty years since yesterday                  I scarce believed thou couldst be gone away;            For forty more I fed on favors past,               And forty on hopes that thou wouldst they might…

A Wintry Sonnet by Christina Rossetti

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A Robin said: The Spring will never come,  And I shall never care to build again.A Rosebush said: These frosts are wearisome,  My sap will never stir for sun or rain.The half…

Driftwood by Sara Teasdale

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My forefathers gave me My spirit’s shaken flame,The shape of hands, the beat of heart, The letters of my name. But it was my lovers, And not my sleeping sires,Who…

The Bishop Orders His Tomb by Robert Browning

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Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity!Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back?Nephews—sons mine—ah ***, I know not! Well—She, men would have to be your mother once,Old Gandolf envied me, so…

A Broken Appointment by Thomas Hardy

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You did not come,And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb.Yet less for loss of your dear presence thereThan that I thus found lacking in your makeThat high compassion…

The Holy Night by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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We sate among the stalls at Bethlehem;The dumb kine from their fodder turning them,Softened their horn’d faces,To almost human gazesToward the newly Born:The simple shepherds from the star-lit brooksBrought visionary…

Courage by Claude McKay

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O lonely heart so timid of approach, Like the shy tropic flower that shuts its lips To the faint touch of tender finger tips: What is your word? What question…

Distance by Dorothy Parker

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Were you to cross the world, my dear,  To work or love or fight,I could be calm and wistful here,  And close my eyes at night. It were a sweet and gallant…

The Sphinx by Ralph Waldo Emerson

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The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. “Who’ll tell me my secret, The ages have kept?_ I awaited the seer…

All In The Golden Afternoon by Lewis Carroll

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All in the golden afternoonFull leisurely we glide;For both our oars, with little skill,By little arms are plied,While little hands make vain pretenseOur wanderings to guide. Ah, cruel Three! In…

The Calm by John Donne

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Our storm is past, and that storm’s tyrannous rage,A ****** calm, but nothing it, doth ‘suage.The fable is inverted, and far moreA block afflicts, now, than a stork before.Storms chafe,…

Advent by Christina Rossetti

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This Advent moon shines cold and clear,  These Advent nights are long;Our lamps have burned year after year,  And still their flame is strong.“Watchman, what of the night?” we cry,  Heart-sick with hope…

A Fantasy by Sara Teasdale

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Her voice is like clear water That drips upon a stoneIn forests far and silent Where Quiet plays alone. Her thoughts are like the lotus Abloom by sacred streamsBeneath the…

Chorus by Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Give away her gowns,Give away her shoes;She has no more useFor her fragrant gowns;Take them all down,Blue, green, blue,Lilac, pink, blue,From their padded hangers;She will dance no moreIn her narrow…

Boot And Saddle by Robert Browning

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Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!Rescue my Castle, before the hot dayBrightens the blue from its silvery grey, (Chorus) “Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!” Ride past the suburbs, asleep…

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