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The Hunting of the Snark: Preface
Preface If-and the thing is wildly possible-the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief but instructive poem, it would be based, I feel convinced,…Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: Second Epistle to Davie
by Robert Burns Epistle To The Rev. John M'mathSong-Young Peggy BloomsSecond Epistle to Davie A Brother Poet Auld Neibour, I'm three times doubly o'er your debtor,…Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: Stanzas On Naething
by Robert Burns Lines Written On A BanknoteThe FarewellStanzas On Naething Extempore Epistle to Gavin Hamilton, Esq. To you, sir, this summons I've sent, Pray, whip till…William Shakespeare: Pericles, Act IV
Act IVPrologueEnter GowerGowerImagine Pericles arrived at Tyre, Welcomed and settled to his own desire. His woeful queen we leave at Ephesus, Unto Diana there a votaress. Now to Marina bend…Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: Caledonia-A Ballad
by Robert Burns Rhyming Reply To A Note From C...To Miss CruickshankCaledonia-A Ballad Tune-"Caledonian Hunts' Delight" of Mr. Gow. There was once a day, but old Time wasythen…Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: Address
by Robert Burns My Spouse NancyComplimentary Epigram On Maria RiddellAddress Spoken by Miss Fontenelle on her Benefit Night, December 4th, 1793, at the Theatre, Dumfries. Still…Walt Whitman: Song of the Exposition, Part 3
Part 3Responsive to our summons, Or rather to her long-nurs'd inclination, Join'd with an irresistible, natural gravitation, She comes! I hear the rustling of her gown, I scent the odor of…John Keats: Ode on a Grecian Urn
by John Keats Ode to a NightingaleOde to PsycheOde on a Grecian Urn Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian, who…John Donne: The Will
The Will Before I sigh my last gasp, let me breathe, Great Love, some legacies; I here bequeath Mine eyes to Argus, if mine eyes can see; If they be blind, then, Love,…Nicholas Vachel Lindsay: On the Building of Springfield
On the Building of SpringfieldNicholas Vachel LindsayLet not our town be large — remembering That little Athens was the Muses' home; That Oxford rules the heart of London still, That…