The Haunted Oak by Paul Laurence Dunbar
THE HAUNTED OAK by Paul Laurence Dunbar Pray why are you so bare, so bare, Oh, bough of the old
Every Day Poems
THE HAUNTED OAK by Paul Laurence Dunbar Pray why are you so bare, so bare, Oh, bough of the old
Ghost House by Robert Frost I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And
X. ?by William Shakespeare ?? Crabbed age and youth ???? Cannot live together ?? Youth is full of pleasance, ????
THAT THE NIGHT COME by W. B. Yeats She lived in storm and strife. Her soul had such desire For
Macbeth (ACT IV. SCENE I.) by William shakespeare A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron. Thunder. Enter the three
Witch-Wife by Edna St. Vincent Millay She is neither pink nor pale, And she never will be all mine; She
THE LOOKING-GLASS by RUDYARD KIPLING The Queen was in her chamber, and she was middling old, Her petticoat was of
SLEEPY HOLLOW No abbey’s gloom, nor dark cathedral-stoops, No winding torches paint the midnight air; Here the green pines delight,
Kin to Sorrow by Edna St. Vincent Millay Am I kin to Sorrow, That so oft Falls the knocker of
Sara Teasdale (1884-1933) was an American lyric poet known for her intimate and emotional poetry. Her collections, including