O Mistress Mine

William Shakespeare No Comments »

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love’s coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man’s …Popularity: 53%


Eulalie

Edgar Allan Poe No Comments »

I dwelt alone
In a world of moan
And my soul was a stagnant tide
Till the fair and gentle Eulalie
became my blushing bride
Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie
became my smiling bride.

Ah, less-less brightPopularity: 49%

Come Slowly

Emily Dickinson No Comments »

Come slowly, Eden
Lips unused to thee.
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums,
Counts his nectars -alights,
And is lost in balms!

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Popularity: 55%

My Pretty Rose Tree

William Blake No Comments »

A flower was offered to me:
Such a flower as May never bore.
But I said “I’ve a Pretty Rose-tree”,
And I passed the sweet flower o’er.

Then I went to my Pretty Rose-tree:
To …

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Popularity: 53%

The Grave

Emily Dickinson No Comments »

The grave my little cottage is,
Where, keeping house for thee,
I make my parlor orderly,
And lay the marble tea,

For two divided, briefly,
A cycle, it may be,
‘Till everlasting life unite
In strong soci...

Popularity: 56%

To lose Thee

Emily Dickinson No Comments »

To lose thee, sweeter than to gain
All other hearts I knew.
Tis true the drought is destitute
But, then, I had the dew!

The Caspian has its realms of sand,
Its other realm of …

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Popularity: 56%

Love

Robert Browning No Comments »

So, the year’s done with
( Love me forever! )
All March begun with,
April’s endeavour;

May-wreaths that bound me
June needs must sever;
Now snows fall round me,
Quenching June’s fever…...

Popularity: 19%

I Taste a Liquor

Emily Dickinson No Comments »

I taste a liquor never brewed
From Tankards scooped in Pearl.
Not all the vats upon the Rhine
Yield such an alcohol!

Inebriate of air – am I
And Debauchee of Dew.
Reeling – thro endless …

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Popularity: 22%

A Pretty Woman

Robert Browning No Comments »

That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers,
And the blue eye
Dear and dewy,
And that infantine fresh air of hers!

To think men cannot take you, Sweet,
And enfold you,
Ay, and hold you,
And so keep you …

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Popularity: 25%

One day I wrote her name upon the strand

Edmund Spenser No Comments »

One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wrote it with a second hand,
But came the tide, and made my pains …

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Popularity: 86%



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