IF you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself w
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Move him into the sun - Gently its touch awoke him once, At home, whispering of fields unsown. Always it woke h
When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head. The stars in the bright sky
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with
GO placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without sur
And why take ye thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they
This sonnet (a poem of 14 lines) is by Wilfred Owen—perhaps the most famous of the First World War English poet
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a f
O Rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm, That flies in the night, In the howling storm, Has fou
Tiger! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful sym
O curse of marriage! That we can call these delicate creatures ours, And not their appetites! I had rather
What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! How infinite in faculty! in form, in moving, how express an
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud
SHALL I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the dar