The Quiet Rural Church (Poem by Victor Hugo)
The Quiet Rural Church By Victor Hugo It was a humble church, with arches low, The church we entered there, Where many a weary soul since long a…
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The Necessitarian (Poem by Rudyard Kipling)
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…
The Nursing Sister (Poem by Rudyard Kipling)
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…
To Mr. M’Adam, of Craigen-Gillan (Poem by Robert Burns)
To Mr. M’Adam, of Craigen-Gillan By Robert Burns Sir, o’er a gill I gat your card, I trow it made me proud; See wha tak’s notice o’ the bard …
The Sea of Sunset (Poem by Emily Dickinson)
The Sea of Sunset By Emily Dickinson This is the land the sunset washes, These are the banks of the Yellow Sea; Where it rose, or whither it rushes,…
The Sleeper (Poem by Duncan Campbell Scott)
The Sleeper By Duncan Campbell Scott Touched with some divine repose, Isabelle has fallen asleep, Like the perfume from the rose In and out …
Angutivaun Taina (Poem by Rudyard Kipling)
Angutivaun Taina Song of the Returning Hunter (Esquimaux) By Rudyard Kipling Our gloves are stiff with the frozen blood, Our furs with the drift…
Cornflowers (Poem by Victor Hugo)
Cornflowers By Victor Hugo While bright but scentless azure stars Be-gem the golden corn, And spangle with their skyey tint The fur…
Angel or Demon (Poem by Victor Hugo)
Angel or Demon By Victor Hugo Angel or demon! thou, — whether of light The minister, or darkness — still dost sway This age …
A Queen Five Summers Old (Poem by Victor Hugo)
A Queen Five Summers Old By Victor Hugo She is so little — in her hands a rose: A stern duenna watches where she goes, What sees Old Spain's Inf…
A Little Song (Poem by Duncan Campbell Scott)
A Little Song By Duncan Campbell Scott The sunset in the rosy west Burned soft and high; A shore-lark fell like a stone to his nest In the w…
Morning Song in the Jungle (Poem by Rudyard Kipling)
Morning Song in the Jungle By Rudyard Kipling One moment past our bodies cast No shadow on the plain; Now clear and black they stride our track,…
The Toad-Eater (Poem by Robert Burns)
The Toad-Eater By Robert Burns What of earls with whom you have supt, And of dukes that you dined with yestreen? Lord! a louse, Sir, is still bu…