PoetryWhen we Two Parted When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale… By Lord Byron
PoetryThe Cello When late I heard the trembling cello play,In every face I read sad memories… By Richard Watson Gilder
PoetryThe Dark Hours of My Being I love the dark hours of my being. My mind deepens into them. There I… By Rainer Maria Rilke
PoetryAt Even Hush ye! Hush ye! My babe is sleeping. Hush, ye winds, that are full of… By Frederic Manning
PoetryThe Rainy Day The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never… By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
PoetryThe Death of Lincoln Oh, slow to smite and swift to spare, Gentle and merciful and just! Who, in… By William Cullen Bryant
PoetryA Lament O well for him who lives at ease With garnered gold in wide domain, Nor… By Oscar Wilde
PoetryHer Epitaph The handful here, that once was Mary’s earth, Held, while it breathed, so beautiful a… By Thomas William Parsons
PoetryA Smile To Remember we had goldfish and they circled around and around in the bowl on the table… By Charles Bukowski