To A Mother (by: Eden Phillpotts) Robbed mother of the stricken Motherland— Two hearts in one and one among the dead, Before your grave with an uncovered head continue reading
To A Skylark (by: Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822))
To Althea From Prison (by: Richard Lovelace (1618 - 1657)) When Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my Gates; And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the Grates: continue reading
To An Inconstant One (by: Sir Robert Ayton (1570-1638)) I loved thee once; I'll love no more— Thine be the grief as is the blame; continue reading
To Be In Love (by: Yunus Emre) To be in love with love is to gain a soul, to sit on the throne of hearts. continue reading
To His Love (by: William Shakespeare (1546 - 1616)) Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: continue reading
To Our Fallen (by: Robert Ernest Vernède) Ye sleepers, who will sing you? We can but give our tears— Ye dead men, who shall bring you Fame in the coming years? continue reading
To Sleep (by: John Keats (1795 - 1821)) O Soft embalmer of the still midnight! Shutting with careful fingers and benign continue reading
To The Victor (by: William Ellery Leonard (1876-1944)) Man's mind is larger than his brow of tears; This hour is not my all of time; this place continue reading
To The Virginian Voyage (by: Michael Drayton) You brave heroic minds, Worthy your country's name, That honour still pursue, Go, and subdue, Whilst loit'ring hinds Lurke here at home with shame. continue reading
