Category: British poet
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A Modest Love
By Sir Edward Dyer The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall,The fly her spleen, the little sparks their heat;The slender hairs cast shadows, though but small,And bees have stings, although they be not great;Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs;And love is love, in beggars as in kings. Where rivers smoothest […]
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Power of Music
By William Wordsworth AN Orpheus! an Orpheus! yes, Faith may grow bold,And take to herself all the wonders of old;–Near the stately Pantheon you’ll meet with the sameIn the street that from Oxford hath borrowed its name. His station is there; and he works on the crowd,He sways them with harmony merry and loud;He fills with his power all their hearts to the brim–Was aught ever heard like his fiddle and him? What an eager assembly! what an empire is this!The weary have life, and the hungry have bliss;The mourner is cheered, and the anxious have rest;And the guilt-burthened […]
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I Wondered Lonely as a Cloud
By William Wordsworth I wandered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o’er vales and hills,When all at once I saw a crowd,A host, of golden daffodils;Beside the lake, beneath the trees,Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shineAnd twinkle on the milky way,They stretched in never-ending lineAlong the margin of […]
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The Waste Land
by T.S Elliot I. The Burial of the Dead April is the cruellest month, breedingLilacs out of the dead land, mixingMemory and desire, stirringDull roots with spring rain.Winter kept us warm, coveringEarth in forgetful snow, feedingA little life with dried tubers.Summer surprised us, coming over the StarnbergerseeWith a shower of rain; we stopped in […]
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The Pig
By Roald Dahl In England once there lived a bigAnd wonderfully clever pig.To everybody it was plainThat Piggy had a massive brain.He worked out sums inside his head,There was no book he hadn’t read.He knew what made an airplane fly,He knew how engines worked and why.He knew all this, but in the endOne question drove […]