Going Away

Ella Wheeler Wilcox No Comments »

Walking to-day on the Common,
I heard a stranger say
To a friend who was standing near him,
‘Do you know I am going away? ‘
I had never seen their faces,
May never see …

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Does It Pay?

Ella Wheeler Wilcox No Comments »

If one poor burdened toiler o’er life’s road,
Who meets us by the way,
Goes on less conscious of his galling load,
Then life, indeed, does pay.

If we can show the troubled heart …

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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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Popularity: 21%



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