When weary with the long day's care, And earthly change from pain to pain, And lost, and ready to despair, Thy kind voice ca...

Dans le vieux parc solitaire et glacé Deux formes ont tout à l'heure passé. Leurs yeux sont morts et leurs lèvres sont molles,...

'Tis " the witching time of night",  Orbed is the moon and bright,  And the stars they glisten, glisten,  Seeming w...

Dans le fond des forêts votre image me suit.                                      RACINE There is a panther stalks me do...

It is late last night the dog was speaking of you; the snipe was speaking of you in her deep marsh. It is you are the lonely bird th...

Down the long white road we walked together Down between the grey hills and the heather, Where the tawny-crested Plover cries. ...

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. ...

O what can ail thee, knight at arms, Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing. ...

Absence, hear thou my protestation          Against thy strength,          Distance and length: Do what thou canst for alteration...

O FOR a voice like thunder, and a tongue To drown the throat of war! When the senses Are shaken, and the soul is driven to madness...

"All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love,          And fe...

"In Belmont is a lady richly left; And she is fair, and, fairer than that word, Of wondrous virtues: sometimes from her eyes ...

"There is a lady sweet and kind, Was never face so pleas’d my mind; I did but see her passing by, And yet I love her ...

"Physician Nature! let my spirit blood!  O ease my heart of verse and let me rest;  Throw me upon thy tripod, till the flood  ...

 "Ample make this bed.  Make this bed with awe;  In it wait till judgment break  Excellent and fair.  Be its mattress str...

“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) Th...

"Oh, happy time of youthful lovers, (thus  The story might begin,) oh, balmy time,  In which a love-knot, on a lady's br...

I cry your mercy—pity—love!—aye, love!    Merciful love that tantalizes not, One-thoughted, never-wandering, guileless love,    Un...

"[...]They watched the landscape, sitting side by side —An Odeon went past, a cooling tower, And someone running up to bow...

What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?   Only the monstrous anger of the guns.  Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattl...