To a Stranger

By: Walt Whitman

Passing stranger! you do not know
How longingly I look upon you, ...

Die Lorelei

By: Heinrich Heine

I know not its significance
Yet, sadness is in my mind ... ...

For some we loved

By: Omar Khayyam

For some we loved, the loveliest and the best
That from His vintage rolling Time hath pressed, ...

The Bait

By: John Donne

Come live with me and be my love
And we will some new pleasures prove ...

A wounded deer leaps highest

By: Emily Dickinson

A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell; ...

The Hour Glass

By: Ben Jonson

Consider this small dust, here in the glass,
By atoms moved: ...

To Helen

By: Edgar Allen Poe

Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore, ...

Upon Julia's Clothes

By: Robert Herrick

Whenas in silks my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows ...

We Are Seven

By: William Wordsworth

A simple child...
That lightly draws its breath ...

Ebb

By: Edna St. Vincent Millay

I know what my heart is like
Since your love died: ...