DeathDEATH be not proud though some have callèd theeMighty and dreadful for thou art not so:For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthro...
Tulips（郁金香）by Abraham CowleyLet tulips trust not the warm vernal rain,But dread the frosts and still their blooms restrainsSo when bright Phoebus smil...
--by George Gordon ByronWhen we two partedIn silence and tears,Half broken-heartedTo sever for years,Pale grew thy cheek and cold,Colder thy kiss;Trul...
--by William WordsworthI wander'd lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o'er vales and hills,When all at once I saw a crowd,A host , of golden ...
The Truth——by Kyla Diane SharpThis is just a little bit of information I thought that I should share.Just in case it ever crossed your min...
Ode to a Nightingale夜莺颂济慈ⅠMy heart aches, and a drowsy numbness painsMy sense, as though of hemlock1 I had drunk,Or emptied some dull opiate2 to the d...
Light——by John MiltonThough hard and rare: thee I revisit safe,And feel thy sovran vital Lamp; but thouRevisit'st not these eyes, that...
LOVE'S PHILOSOPHY——by Percy Bysshe ShelleyThe fountains mingle with the riverAnd the rivers with the Ocean,The winds of Heaven mix for...
Against LoveHence Cupid! with your cheating toys，Your real griefs，and painted joys，Your pleasure which itself destroys.Lovers like men in fevers burn...
I FEEL——by Elizabeth JenningsI feel I could be turned to iceIf this goes on,if this goes on.I feel I could be buried twiceAnd still the d...