Daily Archives: October 18, 2015

Merry Autumn by Paul Laurence Dunbar

It’s all a farce,—these tales they tell About the breezes sighing, And moans astir o’er field and dell, Because the year is dying. Such principles are most absurd,— I care not who first taught ’em; There’s nothing known to beast … Continue reading

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Among the Rocks by Robert Browning

Oh, good gigantic smile o’ the brown old earth, This autumn morning! How he sets his bones To bask i’ the sun, and thrusts out knees and feet For the ripple to run over in its mirth; Listening the while, … Continue reading

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Spring and Fall by Gerard Manley Hopkins

to a young child MÁRGARÉT, áre you gríeving Over Goldengrove unleaving? Leáves, like the things of man, you With your fresh thoughts care for, can you? Áh! ás the heart grows older It will come to such sights colder By … Continue reading

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Song of Solomon By King Solomon

I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the … Continue reading

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Gloire de Dijon By D. H. Lawrence

When she rises in the morning I linger to watch her; She spreads the bath cloth underneath the window And the sunbeams catch her Glistening white on the shoulders, While down her sides the mellow Golden shadow glows as She … Continue reading

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5 Stunning Poems That Remind You Why Fall is the Best Season

Title: 5 Stunning Poems That Remind You Why Fall is the Best Season Author: Erin O’Brien, (Arts.Mic.com) Full Text & Source: http://mic.com/articles/64701/5-stunning-poems-that-remind-you-why-fall-is-the-best-season The Internet, Online, 18/10/2015 Sample Text: Fall is the best. Depending on your autumnal regimen, there are pagan … Continue reading

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The Vine By Robert Herrick

I dreamed this mortal part of mine Was metamorphosed to a vine, Which crawling one and every way Enthralled my dainty Lucia. Methought her long small legs and thighs I with my tendrils did surprise; Her belly, buttocks, and her … Continue reading

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