The Sonnets
Sonnet 145
by William Shakespeare
Those lips that Love’s own hand did make
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The Poems of Emily Dickinson: Series Two
Time and Eternity, Poem 24: Going
by Emily Dickinson
On such a night, or such a night
The Poems of Emily Dickinson: Series Two
Life, Poem 53: Returning
by Emily Dickinson
I years had been from home
The Poems of Emily Dickinson: Series Two
Nature, Poem 50: The Snow
by Emily Dickinson
It sifts from leaden sieves
The Sonnets
Sonnet 64
by William Shakespeare
When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defaced
The Sonnets
Sonnet 151
by William Shakespeare
Love is too young to know what conscience is
The Sonnets
Sonnet 96
by William Shakespeare
Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness
The Sonnets
Sonnet 33
by William Shakespeare
Full many a glorious morning have I seen
The Sonnets
Sonnet 46
by William Shakespeare
Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
The Sonnets
Sonnet 54
by William Shakespeare
O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
The Poems of Emily Dickinson: Series Two
Love, Poem 8: At Home
by Emily Dickinson
The night was wide, and furnished scant
The Sonnets
Sonnet 115
by William Shakespeare
Those lines that I before have writ do lie
The Sonnets
Sonnet 97
by William Shakespeare
How like a winter hath my absence been
The Sonnets
Sonnet 34
by William Shakespeare
Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day
The Sonnets
Sonnet 30
by William Shakespeare
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
The Sonnets
Sonnet 78
by William Shakespeare
So oft have I invoked thee for my muse
The Sonnets
Sonnet 31
by William Shakespeare
Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts
The Sonnets
Sonnet 3
by William Shakespeare
Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest
The Sonnets
Sonnet 9
by William Shakespeare
Is it for fear to wet a widow’s eye
The Sonnets
Sonnet 93
by William Shakespeare
So shall I live, supposing thou art true
The Sonnets
Sonnet 60
by William Shakespeare
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore
The Poems of Emily Dickinson: Series Two
Nature, Poem 13: The Oriole
by Emily Dickinson
One of the ones that Midas touched
The Sonnets
Sonnet 127
by William Shakespeare
In the old age black was not counted fair
The Sonnets
Sonnet 28
by William Shakespeare
How can I then return in happy plight
The Sonnets
Sonnet 51
by William Shakespeare
Thus can my love excuse the slow offence