Old Age
by Carolyn Clive (1803-1873)
Thou hast been wrong
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Moonlight
by Victoria Sackville-West (1892-1962)
What time the meanest brick and stone
Take on a beauty not their own,
And past the flaw of builded wood
Shines the intention whole and good,
And all the little homes of man
Rise to a dimmer, nobler span;
When colour
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Ah! Sweet Mystery of Life
by Rida Johnson Young (1869-1926)
Ah! sweet mystery of life, at last I’ve found thee;
Ah! I know at last the secret of it all;
All the longing, striving, seeking, waiting, yearning,
The burning hopes, the joys and idle tears that fall!
For
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The Country Clown
by John Trumbull (1750-1831)
Bred in distant woods, the clown
Brings all his country airs to town;
The odd address, with awkward grace,
That bows with half-averted face;
The half-heard compliments, whose note
Is swallow
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From Sonnets From the Portuguese (
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Invitation au Voyage
by Max Jacob (1876-1944)
Les trains! Les trains par les tunnels
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My Vocation
by Toru Dutt (1856-1877)
A waif on this earth,
Sick, ugly and small,
Contemned from my birth
And rejected by all,
From my lips broke a cry,
Such as anguish may wring,
Sing,
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To Phyllis
by Edmund Waller (1606-1687)
Phyllis! why should we delay
Pleasures shorter than the day?
Can we (which we never can)
Stretch our lives beyond their span,
Beauty like a shadow flies,
And our youth before us dies.
Or, would youth and beauty stay,
Love has wings, and will away.
Love has swifter wings than Time;
Change in love to heaven doth climb.
Gods, that never [...]
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Piano
by David Herbert Lawrence (1885-1930)
Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.
In spite of myself, the insidious mastery [...]
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