All Things Human

The Last Time
by Thomas Hardy (1840-1928)
The kiss had been given and taken
And gathered to many past:
It never could reawaken;
But I heard none say: “It’s the last!”
The clock showed the hour and the minute,
But I did not turn and look:
I read no finis in it,
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Chanson d’automne
by Paul Verlaine (1844-1896)
Les sanglots longs
Des violons
De l’automne
Blessent mon coeur
D’une langueur
Monotone.
Tout suffocant
Et bl

To Autumn
by John Keats (1795-1821)
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
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Recipe for a Salad
by Sydney Smith (1771-1845)
To make this condiment your poet begs
The pounded yellow of two hard-boil’d eggs;
Two boiled potatoes, passed through kitchen seive,
Smoothness and softness to the salad give.
Let onion atoms lurk within the bowl,
And, half-suspected, animate the whole.
Of mordant mustard add a single spoon,
Distrust the condiment that bites so soon;
But deem it [...]

Song: Yes, Mary Ann, I Freely Grant
by Amelia Opie (1769-1853)
Yes, Mary Ann, I freely grant,
The charms of Henry’s eyes I see;
But while I gaze, I something want,
I want those eyes — to gaze on me.
And I allow, in Henry’s heart
Not Envy’s self a fault can see:
Yet [...]