Tuesday, September 30, 2008
A Renunciation
by Henry King (1692-1669)
We, that did nothing study but the way
To love each other, with which thoughts the day
Rose with delight to us and with them set,
Must learn the hateful art, how to forget.
We, that did nothing wish that Heaven could give
Beyond ourselves, nor did desire to live
Beyond that wish, all these now cancel [...]
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Monday, September 29, 2008
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Sunday, September 28, 2008
In Praise of His Loving and Best-Beloved Fawnia
by Robert Greene (1558?-1592)
Ah, were she pitiful as she is fair,
Or but as mild as she is seeming so,
Then were my hopes greater than my despair,
Then all the world were Heaven, nothing woe.
Ah, were her heart relenting as her hand,
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Saturday, September 27, 2008
Wiegenlied
by Michael Denis (1729-1800)
Sey willkommen, holder Engel!
In der ersten Lebensbl
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Friday, September 26, 2008
The Stranger
by Edwin Keppel Bennett (1887-1958)
The room grows silent, and the dead return:
Whispering faintly in the corridor,
They try the latch and steal across the floor
Towards my chair; and in the hush I turn
Eagerly to the shadows, and discern
The ghosts of friends whom I shall see no more,
Come back, come back from some Lethean shore
To the [...]
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Thursday, September 25, 2008
The Homes of England
by Felicia Dorothea Hemans (1793-1835)
The stately homes of England!
How beautiful they stand,
Amidst their tall ancestral trees,
O
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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
The Burdens of All
by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper (1825-1911)
We may sigh o
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Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Affection
by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge (1861-1907)
The earth that made the rose,
She also is thy mother, and not I.
The flame wherewith thy maiden spirit glows
Was lighted at no hearth that I sit by.
I am as far below as heaven above thee.
Were I thine angel, more I could not love thee.
Bid me defend thee!
Thy danger over-human strength shall [...]
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Monday, September 22, 2008
Maternity
by Alice Meynell (1847-1922)
One wept whose only child was dead,
New-born, ten years ago.
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Sunday, September 21, 2008
At the Play
by Edmund Gosse (1849-1928)
Dora seated at the play
Weeps to see the hero perish,
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