Ringing the Bells / Anne Sexton
Ringing the Bells Anne Sexton And this is the way they ring the bells in Bedlam and this is the bell-lady who comes each Tuesday morning...
Averno / Louise Glück
Averno Louise Glück Averno. Ancient name Avernus. A small crater lake, ten miles west of Naples, Italy; regarded by the ancient Romans as...
Matins / Louise Glück
Matins Louise Glück You want to know how I spend my time? I walk the front lawn, pretending to be weeding. You ought to know I'm never...
Aboriginal Landscape / Louise Glück
Aboriginal Landscape Louise Glück You’re stepping on your father, my mother said, and indeed I was standing exactly in the center of a...
All Hallows / Louise Glück
All Hallows Louise Glück Even now this landscape is assembling. The hills darken. The oxen sleep in their blue yoke, the fields having...
Beloved, my Beloved (Sonnet 20 ) / Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Beloved, my Beloved (Sonnet XX ) Elizabeth Barrett Browning Beloved, my Beloved, when I think That thou wast in the world a year ago,...
First time he kissed me (Sonnet 38 ) / Elizabeth Barrett Browning
First time he kissed me (Sonnet XXXVIII ) / Elizabeth Barrett Browning First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this...
Because thou hast the power (Sonnet 39) / Elizabeth Barret Browning
Because thou hast the power (Sonnet XXXIX) Elizabeth Barrett Browning Because thou hast the power and own’st the grace To look through...
If thou must love me, let it be for nought (Sonnet 14) / Elizabeth Barret Browning
If thou must love me, let it be for nought (Sonnet XIV) Elizabeth Barret Browning If thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for...
Many in aftertimes will say of you / Christina Rossetti
Many in aftertimes will say of you Christina Rossetti Vien dietro a me e lascia dir le genti. – Dante Contando i casi della vita nostra....
When we met first (Sonnet 36) / Elizabeth Barret Browning
When we met first (Sonnet XXXVI) Elizabeth Barret Browning When we met first and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. Could...
Crying, my little one, footsore and weary / Christina Rossetti
Crying, my little one, footsore and weary Christina Rossetti Crying, my little one, footsore and weary? Fall asleep, pretty one, warm on...
De Profundis / Christina Rossetti
De Profundis Christina Rossetti Oh why is heaven built so far, Oh why is earth set so remote? I cannot reach the nearest star That hangs...
I wish I could remember that first day / Christina Rossetti
I wish I could remember that first day Christina Rossetti "Era gia l’ora che volge il desio. "– Dante "Ricorro al tempo ch’io vi vidi...
A Birthday / Christina Rossetti
A Birthday Christina Rossetti My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose...
A Daughter of Eve / Christina Rossetti
A Daughter of Eve Christina Rossetti A fool I was to sleep at noon, And wake when night is chilly Beneath the comfortless cold moon; A...
After Death / Christina Rossetti
After Death Christina Rossetti The curtains were half drawn, the floor was swept And strewn with rushes, rosemary and may Lay thick upon...
How Many Seconds? / Christina Rossetti
How Many Seconds? Christina Rossetti How many seconds in a minute? Sixty, and no more in it. How many minutes in an hour? Sixty for sun...
When I was one-and-twenty / Alfred Edward Housman
When I was one-and-twenty Alfred Edward Housman When I was one-and-twenty I heard a wise man say, “Give crowns and pounds and guineas But...
Remember / Christina Rossetti
Remember Christina Rossetti Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the...
When I am dead, my dearest / Christina Rossetti
When I am dead, my dearest Christina Rossetti When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor...
The Lake Isle of Innisfree / W. B. Yeats
The Lake Isle of Innisfree W. B. Yeats I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles...
Rest / Ezra Pound
Rest Ezra Pound O helpless few in my country, remnant enslaved! Artists broken against her, A-stray, lost in the villages, Mistrusted,...
Sailing to Byzantium / Wlliam Butler Yeats
Sailing to Byzantium Wlliam Butler Yeats I That is no country for old men. The young In one another's arms, birds in the trees, —Those...