Illustrations by Harry Clarke of Goethe’s “Faust”. Continue reading
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Have You Heard of Ogden Nash?
In honor of Ogden Nash, American poet. Continue reading
I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day by Longfellow
On hearing of a serious injury to his son, the abolitionist, Longfellow wrote this poem. I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, 1863. Their old, familiar carols play,and wild and sweetThe words repeatOf peace on earth, good-will to men! And thought how, as the day had come,The belfries of all ChristendomHad … Continue reading
She Walks in Beauty
Lord Byron’s poem She Walks in Beauty. Continue reading
Song of Nature by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Song of Nature Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1803 – 1882 Mine are the night and morning, The pits of air, the gulf of space, The sportive sun, the gibbous moon, The innumerable days. I hid in the solar glory, I am dumb in the pealing song, I rest on the pitch of the torrent, In … Continue reading
Lament by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Lament Edna St. Vincent Millay, 1892 – 1950 Listen, children: Your father is dead. From his old coats I’ll make you little jackets; I’ll make you little trousers From his old pants. There’ll be in his pockets Things he used to put there, Keys and pennies Covered with tobacco; Dan shall have the pennies … Continue reading
A Dream Within A Dream
A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allen Poe Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a … Continue reading
The Great Flood and Rebirth: Ovid’s Story of Deucalion and Pyrrha
“There Achaea is a land encircled by lofty mountains, rich in sheep and in pasture, where Prometheus, son of Iapetus, begat goodly Deucalion, who first founded cities and reared temples to the immortal gods, and first ruled over men. This land the neighbours who dwell around call Haemonia.” From the Argonautica (320 BC). Zeus in his fury … Continue reading
Three Poems of A. E. Housman
With Rue My Heart Is Laden WITH rue my heart is laden For golden friends I had, For many a rose-lipt maiden And many a lightfoot lad. By brooks too broad for leaping The lightfoot boys are laid; The rose-lipt girls are sleeping In fields where roses fade. When I Was One and Twenty When … Continue reading
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was … Continue reading
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