Footsteps of Angels (by: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)) When the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight; continue reading
Good-Bye, And Keep Cold (by: Robert Frost (1875 - 1963)) "How often already you've had to be told, Keep cold, young orchard. Good-bye and keep cold. Dread fifty above more than fifty below." continue reading
I Have A Bird In Spring (by: Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)) In a serener Bright, In a more golden light I see Each little doubt and fear, Each little discord here Removed. continue reading
Immortality, An (by: Ezra Pound (1885-1972)) Sing we for love and idleness, Naught else is worth the having. continue reading
Into My Own (by: Robert Frost (1875 - 1963)) I do not see why I should e'er turn back, Or those should not set forth upon my track To overtake me.... continue reading
It Might Have Been (by: Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850 - 1919)) We will do what we could do. Do not dream Chance leaves a hero, all uncrowned to grieve. continue reading
Last Lines (by: Emily Bronte (1818 - 1848)) No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere: I see Heaven's glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from fear. continue reading
Last Sonnet (by: John Keats (1795 - 1821)) Bright Star, would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night... continue reading
