The Solitary Reaper by William Wordsworth Behold her, single in the field,Yon solitary Highland Lass!Reaping and singing by herself;Stop here, or gently pass!Alone she cuts and binds the grain,And sings a melancholy s…
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,I heard a Negro play.Down on Lenox Avenue the other nightBy the pale dull pallor of an old gas lightHe did a lazy sway ….He did a lazy sway ….T…
There Was A Saviour by Dylan Thomas There was a saviourRarer than radium,Commoner than water, crueller than truth;Children kept from the sunAssembled at his tongueTo hear the golden note turn in a groove,Prisoners of …
Humid seal of soft affections,Tend’rest pledge of future bliss,Dearest tie of young connections,Love’s first snow-drop, virgin kiss. Speaking silence, dumb confession,Passion’s birth, and infants’ play,Dove-like fondn…
To a Lady weeping. Weep, daughter of a royal line,A Sire’s disgrace, a realm’s decay;Ah, happy! if each tear of thineCould wash a father’s fault away! Weep—for thy tears are Virtue’s tears—Auspicious to these suffe…
To a Skylark by William Wordsworth Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky!Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound?Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eyeBoth with thy nest upon the dewy ground?Thy nest whi…