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Stephane Enjolras Biography
Stephane EnjolrasAge: 21 Indy car driver who was killed during pre-qualifications for the 24 Hours at Le Mans race when his Peugeot left the track and sailed into an adjoining area; Enjolras…Sara Teasedale: Pity
PityThey never saw my lover's face, They only know our love was brief, Wearing awhile a windy grace And passing like an autumn leaf.They wonder why I do not weep, They think it…Poems by Emily Dickinson: November
by EmilyDickinsonFringed GentianThe SnowNovember November Besides the autumn poets sing, A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of the haze. A few incisive…Percy Bysshe Shelley: Marenghi
by Percy Bysshe Shelley The Woodman and the NightingaleSonnetMarenghi This fragment refers to an event told in Sismondi's "Histoire des Republiques Italiennes", which occurred during the…Poems of Christina Rossetti
Christina Georgina RossettiContentsGoblin Market, and Other Poems, 1862Goblin MarketIn the Round Tower at JhansiDream LandAt HomeA TriadLove from the NorthWinter RainCousin KateNoble SistersSpringThe…William Shakespeare: How like a winter hath my absence been
How like a winter hath my absence beenHow like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's…Amy Lowell: Listening
Listening'T is you that are the music, not your song. The song is but a door which, opening wide, Lets forth the pent-up melody inside, Your spirit's harmony, which clear and strong Sings…Ralph Waldo Emerson: Birds
BirdsDarlings of children and of bard, Perfect kinds by vice unmarred, All of worth and beauty set Gems in Nature's cabinet; These the fables she esteems Reality most like to dreams. Welcome…Ralph Waldo Emerson: September
SeptemberIn the turbulent beauty Of a gusty Autumn day, Poet on a sunny headland Sighed his soul away. Farms the sunny landscape dappled, Swandown clouds dappled the farms, Cattle lowed…Alfred Lord Tennyson: Sonnet ("Though Night hath climbed her peak")
Sonnet Though Night hath climbed her peak of highest noon, And bitter blasts the screaming autumn whirl, All night through archways of the bridgèd pearl And portals of pure silver…Trending
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