Love is Enough

Ella Wheeler Wilcox No Comments »

Love is enough. Let us not ask for gold.
Wealth breeds false aims, and pride and selfishness;
In those serene, Arcadian days of old
Men gave no thought to princely homes and dress.
The …

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Of Love: A Sonnet

Robert Herrick No Comments »

How Love came in, I do not know,
Whether by th’eye, or ear, or no;
Or whether with the soul it came,
At first, infused with the same;
Whether in part ’tis here or …

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The funeral rites of the rose

Robert Herrick No Comments »

The Rose was sick, and smiling died;
And, being to be sanctified,
About the bed, there sighing stood
The sweet and flowery sisterhood.
Some hung the head, while some did bring,
To wash her, water …

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Corinna’s Going A-Maying

Robert Herrick No Comments »

Get up, get up for shame! the blooming morn
Upon her wings presents the god unshorn.
See how Aurora throws her fair
Fresh-quilted colours through the air!
Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see
The dew …

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The Argument Of His Book

Robert Herrick No Comments »

I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers,
Of April, May, of June, and July-flowers.
I sing of May-poles, hock-carts, wassails, wakes,
Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal-cakes.
I write of youth, …

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To the virgins, to make much of time

Robert Herrick No Comments »

Gather ye rose-buds while ye may:
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles to-day,
To-morrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the Sun,
The higher he’s a-getting,
The sooner will...

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Acquainted With the Night

Robert Frost No Comments »

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain -and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I …

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Birches

Robert Frost No Comments »

When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy’s been swinging them.
But swinging doesn’t bend them down to stay.
Ice-storms …

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Mending Wall

Robert Frost No Comments »

Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it
And spills the upper boulder in the sun,
And make gaps even two can pass abreast.
The work of hunters …

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Ghost House

Robert Frost No Comments »

I dwell in a lonely house I know
That vanished many a summer ago,
And left no trace but the cellar walls,
And a cellar in which the daylight falls,
And the purple-stemmed wild …

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