Poetry for the Soul

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. 


Robert Frost
       Mending Wall
       Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
                    See Also Not Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
       The Road Not Taken
       My November Guest
       Birches

Lt. Col. John McRae
      In Flander's Fields

Sylvia Plath
      Daddy
      The Bee Meeting
      Black Rook in Rainy Weather
       

e.e. cummings
     maggie and milly and molly and may
     i carry your heart

Lewis Carroll
    The Walrus and the Carpenter

Edgar Allen Poe
    The Raven
    The Bells

Pablo Neruda
    Horses
    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. 

Eugene Field
    Wynken, Blynken, and Nod

Alfred Noyes
    The Highwayman

Ernest Lawrence Thayer
    Casey at the Bat

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
    The Village Blacksmith

Gerard Nolst Trenité
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