PoetryThe Solitary Reaper BEHOLD her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself;… By William Wordsworth
PoetryThe Nobly Born Who counts himself as nobly born Is noble in despite of place, And honors are… By Ellen Sturgis Hooper
PoetryMadness (For Sara Teasdale) The lonely farm, the crowded street, The palace and the slum, Give… By Joyce Kilmer
PoetryA Legend of the Dove Soft from the linden’s bough, Unmoved against the tranquil afternoon, Eve’s dove laments her now:… By George Sterling
PoetryDirge of Love Come away, come away, death,And in sad cypres let me be laid;Fly away,… By William Shakespeare
PoetryTo Blossoms Fair pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is… By Robert Herrick
PoetryDrive My Dead Thoughts Over the Universe Drive my dead thoughts over the universe, Like wither’d leaves, to quicken a new birth;… By Percy Shelley
PoetryCool Tombs When Abraham Lincoln was shoveled into the tombs, he forgot the copperheads and the assassin… By Carl Sandburg
PoetryEurope (The 72d and 73d Years of These States) Suddenly out of its stale and drowsy lair, the lair of slaves,Like lightning Europe… By Walt Whitman