? Nightmare: A Tale for an Autumn Evening ?????? ?? It was a gusty night, ?? With the wind booming, and swooping, ?? Looping round corners, ?? Sliding over the cobble-stones, ?? Whipping and veering, ?? And careering over the roofs ?? Like a thousand clattering horses. ?? Mr. Spruggins had been dining in the…
1700s
Amazing Grace by John Newton
An amazing fact about this poem is that Newton was a slave ship captain who became a minister. He claimed god had saved him from a wreched life. The music that is put to the poem is most-likely written by slaves. These facts have a great impact on the meaning of the words of the famous hymn.
Farewell to the Muse by Sir Walter Scott
? Sir Walter Scott???( 1771 ? 1832) Farewell to the Muse ?by Sir Walter Scott? ? ?? ? ? Enchantress, farewell, who so oft hast decoy’d me, At the close of the evening through woodlands to roam, Where the forester, ‘lated, with wonder espied me Explore the wild scenes he was quitting for home. Farewell…
THE SICK ROSE by William Blake
William Blake THE SICK ROSE ? ? O rose, thou art sick! ???? The invisible worm, ?? That flies in the night, ???? In the howling storm, ?? Has found out thy bed ???? Of crimson joy, ?? And his dark secret love ???? Does thy life destroy.
The Concord Hymn by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Ralph Waldo Emerson??( 1803 ? 1882) The Concord Hymn Ralph Waldo Emerson (1837) By the rude bridge that arched the flood, ???? Their flag to April’s breeze unfurled; Here once the embattled farmers stood; ???? And fired the shot heard round the world. The foe long since in silence slept; ???? Alike the conqueror silent…
A Poison Tree by William Blake
A Poison Tree by William Blake ? I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I watered it in fears, Night and morning with my tears; And I sunned it with smiles, And with…
EPITAPH ON A HARE by William Cowper
EPITAPH ON A HARE by William Cowper Here lies, whom hound did ne’er pursue, Nor swifter greyhound follow, Whose foot ne’er tainted morning dew, Nor ear heard huntsman’s halloo; Old Tiney, surliest of his kind, Who, nursed with tender care, And to domestic bounds confined, Was still a wild Jack hare. Though duly from my…
Upon A Spider Catching A Fly by Edward Taylor
Upon A Spider Catching A Fly by Edward Taylor (1642-1729) Thou sorrow, venom Elfe: Is this thy play, To spin a web out of thyselfe To Catch a Fly? For Why? I saw a pettish wasp Fall foule therein: Whom yet thy Whorle pins did not clasp Lest he should fling His sting. But as…
THE GIFT by Oliver Goldsmith
Oliver Goldsmith (1728-1774) THE GIFT by Oliver Goldsmith TO IRIS, IN BOW STREET, CONVENT GARDEN SAY, cruel IRIS, pretty rake, Dear mercenary beauty, What annual offering shall I make, Expressive of my duty? My heart, a victim to thine eyes, Should I at once deliver, Say, would the angry fair one prize The gift, who…
Ode to Pity by Jane Austen
Jane Austen (1775-1817) Ode to Pity by Jane Austen 1 Ever musing I delight to tread The Paths of honour and the Myrtle Grove Whilst the pale Moon her beams doth shed On disappointed Love. While Philomel on airy hawthorn Bush Sings sweet and Melancholy, And the thrush Converses with the Dove. 2 Gently brawling…