Al Aaraf, by Edgar Allan Poe
I O! Nothing earthly save the ray
(Thrown ...
Fly Poems
The Conqueror Worm, by Edgar Allan Poe
Lo! 'tis a gala night
Within the lonesome lat...
Tamerlane, by Edgar Allan Poe
Kind solace in a dying hour!
Such, father, i...
Ulalume, by Edgar Allan Poe
The skies they were ashen and sober;
The leav...
Illusions, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Flow, flow the waves hated,
Accursed, adore...
May-Day, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Daughter of Heaven and Earth, coy Spring,
Wi...
Merlin I, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Thy trivial harp will never please
Or fill my ...
The Nun's Aspiration, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
The yesterday doth never smile,
The day goes ...
Ode to Beauty, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Who gave thee, O Beauty,
The keys of this br...
Saadi, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Trees in groves,
Kine in droves,
In ocean s...
The World-Soul, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Thanks to the morning light,
Thanks to the fo...
Blue-Butterfly Day, by Robert Frost
IT is blue-butterfly day here in spring,
And ...
The Cow in Apple Time, by Robert Frost
SOMETHING inspires the only cow of late
To mak...
A Line-Storm Song, by Robert Frost
THE line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift, ...
Range-Finding, by Robert Frost
THE battle rent a cobweb diamond-strung
And cu...
A Star in a Stone-Boat, by Robert Frost
(For Lincoln MacVeagh) NEVER tell me that not ...
Lover's Complaint , by William Shakespeare
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded
A ...
Bridal Song , by William Shakespeare
ROSES, their sharp spines being gone,
Not ro...
Dirge , by William Shakespeare
COME away, come away, death,
...
From The Rape Of Lucrece , by William Shakespeare
Her lily hand her rosy cheek lies under,
Cozen...
From Venus And Adonis , by William Shakespeare
COME away, come away, death,
...
Sonnet 78: So Oft Have I Invoked Thee For My Muse , by William Shakespeare
So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse,
And fo...
The Rival Poet Sonnets , by William Shakespeare
LXXVIII
So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse...
To Be, Or Not To Be , by William Shakespeare
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Wh...
Where The Bee Sucks (from The Tempest) , by William Shakespeare
WHERE the bee sucks, there suck I:
In a cows...