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• Woman

  When Eve brought woe to all mankind
  Old Adam called her wo-man;
  But when she wooed with love so kind, …

  Anonymous

• “Love not”

  Love not, love not, ye hapless sons of clay!
  Hope’s gayest wreaths are made of earthly flowers,—
  Things that are made to fade and fall away …

  Caroline Elizabeth Sarah

• Fair Ines

  O Saw ye not fair Ines? she ’s gone into the west,
  To dazzle when the sun is down, and rob the world of rest;
  She took our daylight with her, the smiles that we love best, …

  Thomas Hood

• The Banks o’ Doon

  Ye banks and braes o’ bonnie Doon,
  How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
  How can ye chant, ye little birds, …

  Robert Burns

• Auld Robin Gray

  When the sheep are in the fauld and the kye a’ at hame,
  When a’ the weary world to sleep are gane,
  The waes o’ my heart fa’ in showers frae my e’e, …

  Lady Anne Lindsay

• Daybreak

  The Lark now leaves his watery nest,
  And climbing shakes his dewy wings,
  He takes your window for the east, …

  Sir William Davenant

• The Portrait

  Give place, ye ladies, and begone,
  Boast not yourselves at all:
  For here at hand approacheth one …

  Thomas Heywood

• To His Mistress

  Elizabeth, Queen of Bohemia
  YOU meaner beauties of the night,
  That poorly satisfy our eyes …

  Sir Henry Wotton

• Olivia

  From “Twelfth Night,” Act I. Sc. 5.
  VIOLA.—’T is beauty truly blent, whose red and white
  Nature’s own sweet and cunning hand laid on: …

  William Shakespeare

• Sunrise

  As on my bed at dawn I mused and prayed,
  I saw my lattice prankt upon the wall,
  The flaunting leaves and flitting birds withal— …

  Charles Tennyson Turner

• Nature

  The Bubbling brook doth leap when I come by,
  Because my feet find measure with its call;
  The birds know when the friend they love is nigh, …

  Jones Very

• Napoleon

  From “Childe Harold,” Canto III.
  THERE sunk the greatest, nor the worst of men,
  Whose spirit antithetically mixed …

  Lord Byron

• George Washington

  By broad Potomac’s silent shore
  Better than Trajan lowly lies,
  Gilding her green declivities …

  Anonymous

• Abraham Lincoln

  Foully Assassinated April 14, 1865 1
  YOU lay a wreath on murdered Lincoln’s bier,
  You, who with mocking pencil wont to trace, …

  Tom Taylor

• “O Captain! my Captain!”

  O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
  The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won,
  The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, …

  Walt Whitman

• Gifts

  “o World-god, give me Wealth!” the Egyptian cried.
  His prayer was granted. High as heaven behold
  Palace and Pyramid; the brimming tide …

  Emma Lazarus

• England

  From “The Timepiece”: “The Task,” Book. II.
  ENGLAND, with all thy faults, I love thee still,—
  My country! and, while yet a nook is left …

  William Cowper

• Echo

  I Asked of Echo, t’ other day,
  (Whose words are few and often funny,)
  What to a novice she could say …

  John Godfrey Saxe

• The Sea

  She was rich and of high degree;
  A poor and unknown artist he.
  “Paint me,” she said, “a view of the sea.” …

  Eva L. Ogden

• Epitaph

  For the Tombstone Erected over the Marquis of Anglesea’s Leg, Lost at Waterloo
  HERE rests, and let no saucy knave
  Presume to sneer and laugh, …

  George Canning

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