The King's Ankus (Poem by Rudyard Kipling)
The King's Ankus By Rudyard Kipling These are the Four that are never content, that have never been filled since the Dews began — Jacala's …
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The Reply (Poem by Robert Burns)
The Reply By Robert Burns Like Esop’s lion, Burns says, sore I feel All others’ scorn — but damn that ass’s heel. [The minister of Gladsmuir wrote a…
The Outlet (Poem by Emily Dickinson)
The Outlet By Emily Dickinson My river runs to thee: Blue sea, wilt welcome me? My river waits reply. Oh sea, look graciously! I'll fetch thee b…
A Nativity (Poem by William Butler Yeats)
A Nativity By William Butler Yeats What woman hugs her infant there? Another star has shot an ear. What made the drapery glisten so? Not a man but D…
The Tuft of Flowers (Poem by Robert Lee Frost)
The Tuft of Flowers By Robert Lee Frost I went to turn the grass once after one Who mowed it in the dew before the sun. The dew was gone that made h…