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“I wish I could remember that first day” by Christina Rossetti

“I wish I could remember that first day” by Christina Rossetti

Aug 11, 2014 | Italian Sonnet, Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds

I wish I could remember that first day,      First hour, first moment of your meeting me,      If bright or dim the season, it might be Summer or Winter for aught I can say; So unrecorded did it slip away,...
The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus

The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus

Jul 4, 2014 | Italian Sonnet, Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows...
Batter My Heart, Three-person’d God by John Donne

Batter My Heart, Three-person’d God by John Donne

Jun 7, 2014 | Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds, Victorian Sonnet

Batter my heart, three-person’d God, for you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new. I, like an usurp’d town to another due, Labor to...
Immortal Sails by Alfred Noyes

Immortal Sails by Alfred Noyes

Apr 20, 2014 | Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds, Victorian Sonnet

Now, in a breath, we’ll burst those gates of gold,     And ransack heaven before our moment fails. Now, in a breath, before we, too, grow old,     We’ll mount and sing and spread immortal sails. It is not time that makes...
Since There is No Escape by Sara Teasdale

Since There is No Escape by Sara Teasdale

Feb 12, 2014 | Aging, Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds

Since there is no escape, since at the end My body will be utterly destroyed, This hand I love as I have loved a friend, This body I tended, wept with and enjoyed; Since there is no escape even for me Who love life with a love too sharp to bear: The scent of orchards...
He Remembers Forgotten Beauty by W.B. Yeats

He Remembers Forgotten Beauty by W.B. Yeats

Jan 3, 2014 | Rhymed Couplets, The Work of Greater Minds

When my arms wrap you round I press My heart upon the loveliness That has long faded from the world; The jewelled crowns that kings have hurled In shadowy pools, when armies fled; The love-tales wrought with silken thread By dreaming ladies upon cloth That has made...
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