Nearer, My God, To Thee (by: Sarah Flower Adams (1805-1848)) Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me: continue reading
Nightingale, The (by: Mark Akenside (1721-1770)) To-night retired, the queen of heaven With young Endymion stays; And now to Hesper it is given continue reading
Ode On A Sermon Against Glory (by: Mark Akenside (1721-1770)) Come then, tell me, sage divine, Is it an offence to own That our bosoms e'er incline Toward immortal glory's throne? continue reading
Of Clementina (by: Walter Savage Landor (1775-1864)) In Clementina's artless mien Lucilla asks me what I see, And are the roses of sixteen Enough for me? continue reading
Peace (by: Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)) Peace flows into me As the tide to the pool by the shore; It is mine forevermore, It ebbs not back like the sea. continue reading
Pity (by: Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)) They never saw my lover's face, They only know our love was brief, Wearing awhile a windy grace And passing like an autumn leaf. continue reading
Places And Men (by: William Allingham (1824-1889)) In Sussex here, by shingle and by sand, Flat fields and farmsteads in their wind-blown trees, The shallow tide-wave courses to the land, And all along the down a fringe one sees continue reading
Plaint (by: Ebenezer Elliot (1781-1849)) Dark, deep, and cold the current flows Unto the sea where no wind blows, Seeking the land which no one knows. continue reading
Pulley, The (by: George Herbert (1593 - 1633)) When God at first made man, Having a glass of blessings standing by, Let us (said He) pour on him all we can: Let the world's riches, which dispersed lie, Contract into a span. continue reading
Put Out My Eyes (by: Rainer Maria Rilke) Put out my eyes, and I can see you still, Slam my ears to, and I can hear you yet... continue reading
