I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud – William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
(1770 – 1850)
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once...
Recuerdo – Edna St. Vincent Millay
Edna St. Vincent Millay
(1892 – 1950)
Recuerdo
We were very tired, we were very merry---
We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.
It was...
Those Winter Sundays – Robert Hayden
Robert Hayden
1913 - 1980
Those Winter Sundays
Sundays too my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,
then with cracked hands that...
Peonies – Mary Oliver
Mary Oliver
(1935 - )
Peonies
This morning the green fists of the peonies are getting ready
to break my heart
as the sun rises,
as the sun strokes them...
Happy the Man – John Dryden
John Dryden
1631 - 1700
Happy the Man
Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call today his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do...
Jerusalem – William Blake
William Blake
1757 - 1827
Jerusalem
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And...
A Secret Life – Stephen Dunn
Stephen Dunn
(1939 - )
A Secret Life
Why you need to have one
is not much more mysterious than
why you don't say what you think
at...
