John Donne
Death be not proud, though some have called thee, mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so:...And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
In Xanadu..And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, and drunk the milk of paradise.
William Shakespear
I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul.
William Shakespear
To die, to sleep- To sleep - perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub, for in that sleep of death what dreams may com ewhen we have shuffled off this mortal coil, must give us pause.
John Donne
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love or chide my palsy or my gout... Countries, towns, courts: beg from above, a pattern of you love!
Percy Bysshe Shelly
I met a traveler from an antique land, who said: two vast and trunkless legs of stone... The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
...And laid her face between her hands, and wept. (I heard her tears).
John Keats
Thou still unravished bride of quietness, Thou foster child of silence and slow time... Beauty is truth, truth beauty, - that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
John Keats
A Thing of beauty is a joy forever: loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness; of the wide world I stand alone, and think till love and fame to nothingness I do sink.
T.S. Eliot
April is the cruelest month...
Percy Bysshe Shelly
O wild west wind, thou breath of Autumn's being...If winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
William Butler Yeats
That is no country of old men, The young in one another's arms, birds in the trees... To lords and ladies of Byzantium of what is Past, or passing, or to come.
Alexander Pope
What dire offence from amorous causes springs, what mighty contests rise from trivial things...
Thomas Gray
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, the lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea... They are alike in trembling hope repose, the bosom of his Father and his God.
William Blake
...what immortal hand or eye could frame thy fearful symmetry?
John Milton
Of man's first disobedience, and the fruit of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste brought death into the world...
William Wordsworth
She walks in beauty like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies... A mind at peace with all below, a heart whose love is innocent.
Geoffrey Chauncer
When that Aprille With his showeres soote The droughte of Marche hath perced to the roote...
William Shakespear
The quality of mercy is not strained; I droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven...And earthly power doth then show likest God's, when mercy seasons justice.
Christopher Marlow
Come live with me and by my love, And we will all the pleasures prove... If these delights thy mind may move, then live with me and be my love.
T.S. Eliot
Let us go then you and I, when the evening is spread out against the sky, like a patient etherized upon a table; ...yellow fog that rubs its back... I am not Price Hamlet...
John Donne
Go, and catch a falling star; Get with child a mandrake root... As last till you write you letter, Yet she will be, False ere I come , to two or three.
William Blake
Little lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee?...Little lamb, God Bless thee. Little lamb, God Bless thee.