Wednesday, March 11, 2009
A Bergamo
by Torquato Tasso (1544-1595)
Terra che
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The Fair Hills of Ireland
by Samuel Ferguson (1810-1886)
A plenteous place is Ireland for hospitable cheer,
Uileacan dubh O!
Where the wholesome fruit is bursting from the yellow barley ear;
Uileacan dubh O!
There is honey in the trees where her misty vales expand,
And her forest paths in summer are by falling waters fann
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Days I Enjoy
by Vita Sackville-West (1892-1962)
Days I enjoy are days when nothing happens,
When I have no engagements written on my block,
When no one comes to disturb my inward peace,
When no one comes to take me away from myself
And turn me into a patchwork, a jig-saw puzzle,
A broken mirror that once gave a whole reflection,
Being so [...]
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Shakespearian Readings
by Phoebe Cary (1824-1871)
Oh, but to fade, and live we know not where,
To be a cold obstruction and to groan!
This sensible, warm woman to become
A prudish clod; and the delighted spirit
To live and die alone, or to reside
With married sisters, and to have the care
Of half a dozen children, not your own;
And driven, for [...]
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The Child to His Mother, Absent
by John Frederick William Herschel (1792-1871)
Dearest Mother! Far from thee
Over Land and over Sea,
Dost thou think upon thy Son?
Love and bless thy darling one?
Pray to God, that I may be
Child of Him as child of thee:
Love and please him better still
As I learn to know his will.
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The Best Thing in the World
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)
What
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Silence
by Marianne Moore (1887-1972)
My father used to say,
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Hic Jacet
by William Carlos Williams (1883-1963)
The coroner
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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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