Road Also, The (by: Wilfred Owen (1893 - 1918)) The roads also have their wistful rest, When the weathercocks perch still and roost, And the town is quite like a candle-lit room - The streets also dream their dream. continue reading
Said The West Wind (by: Isabella Valancy Crawford (1850-1887)) I love old earth! Why should I lift my wings, My misty wings, so high above her breast That flowers would shake no perfumes from their hearts, And waters breathe no whispers to the shores? continue reading
Self-Love (by: John Donne (1573 - 1631)) He that cannot choose but love, And strives against it still, Never shall my fancy move, For he loves 'gainst his will... continue reading
Silent Noon (by: Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828 - 1882)) Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,-- The finger-points look through like rosy blooms... continue reading
So Let Us Love (by: Edmund Spenser (1552 - 1599)) Most glorious Lord of life! that on this day Didst make thy triumph over death and sin, And having harrowed hell, didst bring away Captivity thence captive, us to win... continue reading
Somebody (by: Unknown) omebody is very proud of you. Somebody is thinking of you. Somebody is caring about you. continue reading
Song (by: Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894)) When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree... continue reading
Song Of The Wave (by: Kahlil Gibran (1883 - 1931)) I and the shore are lovers : The wind unites us and separates us. I come from beyond the twilight to merge the silver of my foam with the gold of its sand... continue reading
Songs Of Innocence: Nurse's Song (by: William Blake (1757 - 1827)) When the voices of children are heard on the green And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast And everything else is still continue reading
