Poetry

Autumn (Song) By  Duncan Campbell Scott Sing me a song of the autumn clear, With the mellow days and the ruddy eves; Sing me a song of the ending yea…

Summer (Song) By  Duncan Campbell Scott Sing me a song of the summer time, Of the sorrel red and the ruby clover, Where the garrulous bobolinks lilt …

The Happiest Day By  Edgar Allan Poe (1) The happiest day — the happiest hour My seared and blighted heart hath known, The highest hope of pride and …

By the Sea By  Emily Dickinson I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me, And frigates i…

Gathering Leaves By  Robert Lee Frost Spades take up leaves No better than spoons, And bags full of leaves Are light as balloons. I make a great nois…

Lukannon (Song of the Breeding Seal Aleutian Islands) By  Rudyard Kipling I met my mates in the morning (and oh, but I am old!) Where roaring on the …

Our Street By  C. J. Dennis In our street, the main street     Running thro' the town, You see a lot of busy folk     Going up and down: Bag men …

The Necessitarian By  Rudyard Kipling I know not in Whose hands are laid     To empty upon earth From unsuspected ambuscade     The very Urns of Mirt…

Angutivaun Taina Song of the Returning Hunter (Esquimaux) By  Rudyard Kipling Our gloves are stiff with the frozen blood,     Our furs with the drift…

Madness By Rainer Maria Rilke She thinks: I am — Have you not seen? Who are you then, Marie? I am a Queen, I am a Queen! To your knee, …

The Exile's Desire By  Victor Hugo Would I could see you, native land, Where lilacs and the almond stand Behind fields flowering to the strand — …

The Nursing Sister (Maternity Hospital) By  Rudyard Kipling Our sister sayeth such and such. And we must bow to her behests; Our sister toileth overm…

The Song of Wandering Aengus By William Butler Yeats I went out to the hazel wood, Because a fire was in my head, And cut and peeled a h…

The Dedication to A Book of Stories Selected From the Irish Novelists By William Butler Yeats There was a green branch hung with many a …

Spring (Song) By  Duncan Campbell Scott Sing me a song of the early spring, Of the yellow light where the clear air cools, Of the lithe willows bourg…

To Chloris By  Robert Burns ’Tis Friendship’s pledge, my young, fair friend,     Nor thou the gift refuse, Nor with unwilling ear attend     The mora…