How lovely the internet, where anything and everything can be found (save for Sonnet XVII in the perfect translation). Thanks to all unknown persons for putting these poems online for all to enjoy. When I need repair, these words stitch me together.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
See Also Not Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
The Road Not Taken
My November Guest
Lt. Col. John McRae
In Flander's Fields
The Bee Meeting
Black Rook in Rainy Weather
maggie and milly and molly and may
i carry your heart
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Edgar Allen Poe
A Chilean Love Poem (Sonnet XVII)
i do not love you as if you were a salt-rose, or topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire.
i love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
i love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries hidden within itself the light of those flowers;
and, thanks to your love, a dense fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
i love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
i love you simply, without problems or pride.
i love you in this want because I don't know any other way of loving
but this, in which there is no i or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when i fall asleep, it is your eyes that close.
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod
Ernest Lawrence Thayer
Casey at the Bat
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Village Blacksmith
Gerard Nolst Trenité
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