June Night : : by Sara Teasdale : : : : OH Earth, you are too dear to-night,How can I sleep while all aroundFloats rainy fragrance and the farDeep voice of the ocean that talks to the ground?Oh Earth, you gave me all I have,I love you, I love you,—oh what have IThat I canContinue reading “June Night : Sara Teasdale : : June Poems : Months Poems : :”
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Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer’s Day ? : William Shakespeare : : School Poems : :
Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEAREShall I compare thee to a summer’s day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate:Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;And everyContinue reading “Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer’s Day ? : William Shakespeare : : School Poems : :”
Matilda : Hilaire Belloc : : Children’s Poems : :
Matilda (1907)Hilaire BellocMatilda told such Dreadful Lies,It made one Gasp and Stretch one’s Eyes;Her Aunt, who, from her Earliest Youth,Had kept a Strict Regard for Truth,Attempted to Believe Matilda:The effort very nearly killed her,And would have done so, had not SheDiscovered this Infirmity.For once, towards the Close of Day,Matilda, growing tired of play,And finding sheContinue reading “Matilda : Hilaire Belloc : : Children’s Poems : :”
Jabberwocky : Lewis Carroll : : Children’s Poems : :
JabberwockyBY LEWIS CARROLL’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: 2All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. 4 “Beware the Jabberwock, my son! 5 The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! 6Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!” 8 He took his vorpal swordContinue reading “Jabberwocky : Lewis Carroll : : Children’s Poems : :”
Daddy : Sylvia Plath : : Fathers Poems : :
“Daddy” by Sylvia PlathYou do not do, you do not doAny more, black shoeIn which I have lived like a footFor thirty years, poor and white,Barely daring to breathe or Achoo. Daddy, I have had to kill you.You died before I had time——Marble-heavy, a bag full of God,Ghastly statue with one gray toeBig as aContinue reading “Daddy : Sylvia Plath : : Fathers Poems : :”
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