George Gordon Byron, 6th Baron Byron was born in 1788 and died in 1824. He was an English poet who helped lead the Romanticism movement.
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A Visit From St. Nicholas by Clement Clarke Moore Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds, […]
To S. M. a young African Painter, on seeing his Works by Phillis Wheatley TO show the lab’ring bosom’s deep intent, And thought in living characters to paint, When first thy pencil did those beauties give, And breathing figures learnt from thee to live, How did those prospects give my soul delight, A new creation […]
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A Dream by Matthew Aronold
A Dream by Matthew Aronold Was it a dream? We sail’d, I thought we sail’d, Martin and I, down the green Alpine stream, Border’d, each bank, with pines; the morning sun, On the wet umbrage of their glossy tops, 5On the red pinings of their forest-floor, Drew a warm scent abroad; behind the pines The […]
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On Imagination by Phillis Wheatley
On Imagination by Phillis Wheatley Thy various works, imperial queen, we see, How bright their forms! how deck’d with pomp by thee! Thy wond’rous acts in beauteous order stand, And all attest how potent is thine hand. From Helicon’s refulgent heights attend, Ye sacred choir, and my attempts befriend: To tell her glories with a […]
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THE LAMB by William Blake
? ?THE LAMB by William Blake ???? Little Lamb, who made thee ???? Dost thou know who made thee, ?? Gave thee life, and bid thee feed ?? By the stream and o’er the mead; ?? Gave thee clothing of delight, ?? Softest clothing, woolly, bright; ?? Gave thee such a tender voice, ?? Making […]
Christmas in the Olden Time by Walter Scott On Christmas-eve the bells were rung; The damsel donned her kirtle sheen; The hall was dressed with holly green; Forth to the wood did merry men go, To gather in the mistletoe. Thus opened wide the baron’s hall To vassal, tenant, serf and all; Power laid […]
A Christmas Carol by Christina G. Rossetti In the bleak mid-winter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak mid-winter Long ago. Our God, Heaven cannot hold him Nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away, When […]
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Ode to a Nightingale by John Keats
? Ode to a Nightingale ?by John Keats 1. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: ‘Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine […]
? 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 […]
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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.
? 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 […]
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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.
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 […]
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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 […]