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The Fountain by Sara Teasdale

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Oh in the deep blue night The fountain sang alone;It sang to the drowsy heart Of a satyr carved in stone.The fountain sang and sang But the satyr never stirred—Only…

A Confession To A Friend In Trouble by Thomas Hardy

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Your troubles shrink not, though I feel them less  Here, far away, than when I tarried near;I even smile old smiles—with listlessness—  Yet smiles they are, not ghastly mockeries mere. A thought…

Flame-Heart by Claude McKay

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So much have I forgotten in ten years,So much in ten brief years! I have forgotWhat time the purple apples come to juice,And what month brings the shy forget-me-not.I have…

The Forerunners by Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Long I followed happy guides,—I could never reach their sides.Their step is forth, and, ere the day,Breaks up their leaguer, and away.Keen my sense, my heart was young,Right goodwill my…

La vida sencilla by Octavio Paz

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Llamar al pan el pan y que aparezcasobre el mantel el pan de cada dia;darle al sudor lo suyo y darle al suenoy al breve paraiso y al infiernoy al…

Fighting Words by Dorothy Parker

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Say my love is easy had,  Say I’m bitten raw with pride,Say I am too often sad–  Still behold me at your side. Say I’m neither brave nor young,  Say I woo and…

Love’s Alchemy by John Donne

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Some that have deeper digg’d love’s mine than I,Say, where his centric happiness doth lie;;;;;I have lov’d, and got, and told,But should I love, get, tell, till I were old,I…

Ebb by Edna St. Vincent Millay

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I know what my heart is like  Since your love died:It is like a hollow ledgeHolding a little pool  Left there by the tide,  A little tepid pool,Drying inward from the edge.

By Way Of Remembrance by Christina Rossetti

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Remember, if I claim too much of you,  I claim it of my brother and my friend:  Have patience with me till the hidden end,Bitter or sweet, in mercy shut from view.Pay…

Epilogue To Asolando by Robert Browning

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At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time,     When you set your fancies free,Will they pass to where—by death, fools think, imprisoned—Low he lies who once so loved you,…

The Convergence Of The Twain by Thomas Hardy

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(Lines on the loss of the “Titanic”)           I     In a solitude of the sea     Deep from human vanity,And the Pride of Life that planned her, stilly couches she.           II     …

The Giver by Sara Teasdale

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You bound strong sandals on my feet, You gave me bread and wine,And sent me under sun and stars, For all the world was mine. Oh, take the sandals off…

Flirtation by Claude McKay

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UPON thy purple mat thy body bare Is fine and limber like a tender tree. The motion of thy supple form is rare, Like a lithe panther lolling languidly, Toying…

The Day’s Ration by Ralph Waldo Emerson

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When I was born,From all the seas of strength Fate filled a chalice,Saying, This be thy portion, child; this chalice,Less than a lily’s, thou shalt daily drawFrom my great arteries;…

For A Favorite Granddaughter by Dorothy Parker

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Never love a simple lad,  Guard against a wise,Shun a timid youth and sad,  Hide from haunted eyes. Never hold your heart in pain  For an evil-doer;Never flip it down the lane  To a…

Fame’s Penny-Trumpet by Lewis Carroll

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Blow, blow your trumpets till they *****,Ye little men of little souls!And bid them huddle at your back –Gold-******* leeches, shoals on shoals! Fill all the air with hungry wails…

La poesia by Octavio Paz

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?Por que tocas mi pecho nuevamente?Llegas, silenciosa, secreta, armada,tal los guerreros a una ciudad dormida;quemas mi lengua con tus labios, pulpo,y despiertas los furores, los goces,y esta angustia sin finque…

John Donne – The Paradox by John Donne

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No Lover saith, I love, nor any otherCan judge a perfect Lover;Hee thinkes that else none can, nor will agreeThat any loves but hee;I cannot say I’lov’d. for who can…

Eel-Grass by Edna St. Vincent Millay

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No matter what I say,  All that I really loveIs the rain that flattens on the bay,  And the eel-grass in the cove;The jingle-shells that lie and bleach  At the tide-line, and the…

Cardinal Newman by Christina Rossetti

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“In the grave, whither thou goest.” O weary Champion of the Cross, lie still:  Sleep thou at length the all-embracing sleep:  Long was thy sowing day, rest now and reap:Thy fast was…

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