PoetrySelection from “The Last Walk in Autumn” XX. Better to stem with heart and hand The roaring tide of life, than lie,… By John Greenleaf Whittier
PoetryA Lesson There is a flower, the lesser celandine, That shrinks like many more from cold and… By William Wordsworth
PoetryThe Lady’s Yes “YES!” I answered you last night: “No!” this morning, sir, I say. Colors seen by… By Elizabeth Barrett Browning
PoetryWho Loves the Rain Who loves the rain And loves his home, And looks on life with quiet eyes,… By Frances Shaw
PoetryHistory of a Life Day dawned;—within a curtained room, Filled to faintness with perfume, A lady lay at point… By Bryan Waller Procter
PoetryShut Not Your Doors Shut not your doors to me, proud libraries,For that which was lacking on all… By Walt Whitman
PoetryI Hear America Singing I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,Those of mechanics, each one singing… By Walt Whitman
PoetryLife In A Love Escape me? Never— Beloved! While I am I, and you are you, So long as… By Robert Browning
PoetryA Loyal Woman’s No No! is my answer from this cold bleak ridge Down to your valley: you may… By Lucy Larcom
PoetryThe Collar I Struck the board, and cry’d, No more.I will abroad.What? shall I ever… By George Herbert