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Walt Whitman: Song of Myself, Part 50

Part 50There is that in me—I do not know what it is—but I know it is in me.Wrench'd and sweaty—calm and cool then my body becomes, I sleep—I sleep long.I do not know it—it is without name—it…

A Boy's Will: Flower-gathering

by Robert Frost A Prayer in SpringRose PogoniasFlower-gathering nor yet in any spur it may be to ambition. I LEFT you in the morning, And in the morning glow, You walked a way beside…

Poems by Emily Dickinson: Secrets

by EmilyDickinsonThe Humming-BirdXVIISecrets Secrets The skies can't keep their secret! They tell it to the hills — The hills just tell the orchards — And they the daffodils! A bird, by…

Arthur Guiterman: In the Hospital

In the HospitalArthur GuitermanBecause on the branch that is tapping my pane A sun-wakened leaf-bud, uncurled, Is bursting its rusty brown sheathing in twain, I know there is Spring in the…

Librarian--International Health

Gretl Cox Tell us about your work---what do you do? I am a librarian and work in a "special library", a library that specializes in a certain subject. Mine is a…

Naughty Nan

Naughty Nan"Fritz, I've got a new idea," cried Mrs. Bhaer, as she met her husband one day after school. "Well, my dear, what is it?" and he waited willingly to hear the new plan, for some of…

Stepping-Stones

Stepping-StonesWhen Nat went into school on Monday morning, he quaked inwardly, for now he thought he should have to display his ignorance before them all. But Mr. Bhaer gave him a seat in…