Shakespeare (by: Matthew Arnold (1822 - 1888)) Others abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask: Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. continue reading
Sheperd's Tree, The (by: John Clare (1793 - 1864)) Huge elm, with rifted trunk all notched and scarred, Like to a warrior's destiny! I love continue reading
Singing-Woman From The Wood's Edge, The (by: Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950)) What should I be but a prophet and a liar, Whose mother was a leprechaun, whose father was a friar? Teethed on a crucifix and cradled under water, What should I be but the fiend's god-daughter? continue reading
Snowflake (by: Lisa G. Leming) You are but a white snowflake Drifting downward in the late continue reading
Somebody (by: Unknown) omebody is very proud of you. Somebody is thinking of you. Somebody is caring about you. continue reading
Song Of The Women,The (by: Rudyard Kipling (1865 - 1936)) How shall she know the worship we would do her? The walls are high, and she is very far. How shall the woman's message reach unto her Above the tumult of the packed bazaar? Free wind of March, against the lattice blowing, Bear thou our thanks, lest she depart unknowing. continue reading
Song To Diana (by: Benjamin Jonson (1573 - 1637)) Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. continue reading
Songs Of Innocence: Introduction (by: William Blake (1757 - 1827)) Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: continue reading
