Ulysses (by: Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)) I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoyed Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those That loved me, and alone; on shore... continue reading
Unequal Fetters, The (by: Anonymous) Cou'd we stop the time that's flying Or recall it when 'tis past Put far off the day of Dying Or make Youth forever last To Love wou'd then be worth our cost. continue reading
Unless (by: James Whitcomb Riley (1849 - 1916)) And that most dear of everything, I hold, is love; and who can sit With lightest heart and laugh and sing, Knows not the worth of it.-- continue reading
Uriel (by: Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 - 1882)) It fell in the ancient periods Which the brooding soul surveys, Or ever the wild Time coin'd itself Into calendar months and days. continue reading
Wayside Flowers (by: William Allingham (1824-1889)) Pluck not the wayside flower, It is the traveller's dower; A thousand passers-by continue reading
We to Sigh Instead of Sing (by: James Whitcomb Riley (1849 - 1916)) We to sigh instead of sing, Yesterday in sorrow, While the lord was fashioning This for our To-morrow! continue reading
Went Up A Year This Evening (by: Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)) Went up a year this evening! I recollect it well! Amid no bells nor bravoes The bystanders will tell! continue reading
What Is Life? (by: John Clare (1793 - 1864)) When stripped of its disguise, A thing to be desired it cannot be; Since everything that meets our foolish eyes Gives proof sufficient of its vanity. continue reading
