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"The La Grippe"
© George Ade
I overlook the sundry breaks of common conversation
And do my wincing inwardly when some " I seen " creeps in.
To wretched double negatives some friends are quite addicted;
They knife the good King's English and then revel in its gore;
These crude idiosyncrasies are never contradicted,
For I would not seem pedantic or appear a learned bore.
The Lone Soul
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
The world has many lovers, but the one
She loves the best is he within whose heart
Twilight in the Garden
© Lucy Maud Montgomery
The scent of the earth is moist and good
In the dewy shade
Of the tall, dark poplars whose slender tops
Against the sunset bloom are laid,
And a robin is whistling in the copse
By the dim spruce wood.
The Wanderer: A Vision: Canto V
© Richard Savage
My hermit thus. She beckons us away:
Oh, let us swift the high behest obey!
To Mrs. Thrale on Her Completing Her Thirty-fifth Year
© Samuel Johnson
Oft in danger, yet alive,
We are come to thirty-five;
The Sleep-Walkers
© Khalil Gibran
And the mother spoke, and she said: "At last, at last, my enemy!
You by whom my youth was destroyed--who have built up your life
upon the ruins of mine! Would I could kill you!"
The Oklahoma Rose
© William Percy French
All round de moon clouds are hangin' high an' hazy;
On de lagoon moonbeams are lyin' lazy.
The Love That Goes A-Begging
© Sara Teasdale
Oh Loves there are that enter in,
And Loves there are that wait,
And Loves that sit a-weeping
Whose joy will come too late.
The Dove
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Out of the sunshine and out of the heat,
Out of the dust of the grimy street,
A song fluttered down in the form of a dove,
And it bore me a message, the one word--Love!
Thomas the Rhymer
© Sir Walter Scott
Ancient
True Thomas lay on Huntlie bank;
A ferlie he spied wi' his ee;
And there he saw a lady bright,
Come riding down by the Eildon Tree.
To A Kiss
© Robert Burns
Humid seal of soft affections,
Tend'rest pledge of future bliss,
Dearest tie of young connections,
Love's first snow-drop, virgin kiss.
The Sang O' The Auld Fowk
© George MacDonald
Doon cam the sunbeams, and up gaed the stour,
As we spangt ower the road at ten mile the hoor,
The horse wasna timmer, the cart wasna strae,
And little cared we for the burn or the brae.
The Queen of Night
© Bliss William Carman
MORTAL, mortal, have you seen
In the scented summer night,
Great Astarte, clad in green
With a veil of mystic light,
The Unicorn
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
A long time ago, when the earth was green
and there was more kinds of animals than you've ever seen,
and they run around free while the world was bein' born,
and the lovliest of all was the Unicorn.
The Princes' Quest - Part the Fifth
© William Watson
So, being risen, the Prince in brief while went
Forth to the market-place, where babblement
The Believer's Danger, Safety, And Duty
© John Newton
Simon, beware! the Saviour said,
Satan, your subtle foe,
Already has his measures laid
Your soul to overthrow.
The Price Of Riches
© Edgar Albert Guest
Nobody stops at the rich man's door to pass the time of day.
Nobody shouts a "hello!" to him in the good old-fashioned way.
