Challenge Of the Guns, The (by: A. N. Field) By day, by night, along the lines their dull boom rings, And that reverberating roar its challenge flings. continue reading
Convalescent (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) How shall I wail, that wasn't meant for weeping? Love has run and left me, oh, what then? Dream, then, I must, who never can be sleeping; What if I should meet Love, once again? continue reading
Down By the Salley Gardens (by: William Butler Yeats (1865 - 1939)) Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. continue reading
Dreams In The Dusk (by: Carl Sandburg (1878 - 1967)) Dreams in the dusk, Only dreams closing the day And with the day's close going back To the gray things, the dark things, The far, deep things of dreamland. continue reading
End, The (by: D.H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)) If I could have put you in my heart, If but I could have wrapped you in myself, How glad I should have been! continue reading
Evening Star (by: Edgar Allan Poe (1809 - 1849)) I gazed awhile On her cold smile; Too cold-too cold for me-- There passed, as a shroud, A fleecy cloud, And I turned away to thee... continue reading
False Friends, The (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) Oh, many a mended heart they knew. So old they were, and wise. And little did they have to do To come to me with lies! continue reading
Feather, The (by: Lilian Bowes Lyon) A man and woman walking Up the rye hill Had no breath for talking. The evening was still continue reading
