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Busy old fool, unruly
(Donne)
goes on shining while the debbil beats his wife
(Mullen)
I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my
(Henley)
and body have no bounds.
(Auden)
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any
(Auden)
night! Which put the candle out?
(Dickinson)
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
(Ginsberg)
the pulpit, faction seized the throne:
Experienced age in deep despair was lost.
(Dryden)
I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a
(Kilmer)
at my window, window ____,
my sash is lowered when night comes on.
(Frost)
If you can keep your head when all about you are losing
(Kipling)
but to do and die. Into the valley of Death rode the six hundred.
(Tennyson)
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
things fall apart; the centre cannot
(Yeats)
fast to dreams, for if dreams die
life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
(Hughes)
Do not go gentle into that good
(Thomas)
funeral in Harlem: Where did they get them two fine cars?
(Hughes)
My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and
(Shelley)
, I don't like you very well.
You don't suit my clothes or my cigarettes.
(Sexton)
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and
(Millay)
is it some mornings your clothes just don't fit?
(Silverstein)
Tread softly because you tread on my
(Yeats)
, only ____ in the dusk, only the old remembered pictures...
(Sandburg)
Let me, the selfish and the careless one, be housewife and a mother for
(Robinson)
I can write the saddest lines.
(Neruda)
But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I
(Frost)
, little pigeon, and fold your wings, --
little blue pigeon with velvet eyes.
(Field)
’Twould vamp my bill, said I, if nothing
(Burns)
to reign in Hell, then serve in Heav'n.
(Milton)
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and
(Poe)
with toil, I haste me to my bed.
(Shakespeare)
Blessed are you, whose worthiness gives scope,
being had, to triumph, being lack'd, to
(Shakespeare)
springs eternal in the human breast;
man never is, but always to be blest.
(Pope)
When I am an old woman I shall wear
(Joseph)
as a king's cape, ____ as a grape.
(Merriam)
Water, water, every where, nor any drop to
(Coleridge)
from the lake's glacial cup. Hope for better winters.
(Jones)
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow in Flanders
(McCrae)
of Soria, where it seems the stones have dreams, you go with me!
(Machado)
O, my Luve's like a red, red rose, that's newly sprung in
(Burns)
was not over, though past the fall,
and the best of her roses had yet to blow.
(Browning)