Phantom Wooer, The (by: Thomas Lovell Beddoes (1803 - 1849)) And, with a sweetness skies above The luring words of human love, Her soul the phantom wooed. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note... continue reading
Philomela (by: Sir Philip Sidney (1554 - 1586)) The nightingale, as soon as April bringeth Unto her rested sense a perfect waking, While late bare earth, proud of new clothing, springeth, Sings out her woes, a thorn her song-book making... continue reading
Renouncement (by: Alice Meynell (1847 - 1922)) I must not think of thee; and, tired yet strong, I shun the thought that lurks in all delight... continue reading
Ripest Peach, the (by: James Whitcomb Riley (1849 - 1916)) I drink the sunshine showered past her lips As roses drain the dewdrop as it drips. The ripest peach is highest on the tree, And so mine eyes gaze upward eagerly. continue reading
Sea Poppies (by: Hilda Doolittle (1886 - 1961)) Amber husk Fluted with gold, Fruit on the sand Marked with a rich grain. continue reading
Somewhere (by: E.E. Cummings (1894 - 1962)) Somehwere I have never travelled, gladly beyond Any experience,your eyes have their silence: In your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, Or which I cannot touch because they are too near... continue reading
Song And Music (by: Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828 - 1882)) The music lives upon my brain Between your hands within mine eyes; It stirs your lifted throat like pain, An aching pulse of melodies. continue reading
Spring Night (by: Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)) Oh, is it not enough to be Here with this beauty over me? My throat should ache with praise, and I Should kneel in joy beneath the sky. continue reading
