I Have No Life But This

By: Emily Dickinson

I have no life but this,
To lead it here; ...

Proud of my Broken Heart

By: Emily Dickinson

Proud of my broken heart, since thou didst break it.
Proud of the pain, I did not feel ‘till thee. ...

The Banks Of Bonnie Doon

By: Robert Burns

Yon banks and hills of bonnie Doon,
How can you bloom so fresh and fair? ...

My Pretty Rose Tree

By: William Blake

A flower was offered to me:
Such a flower as May never bore. ...

Come Fill The Cup

By: Omar Khayyam

Come, fill the cup, and in the fire of spring
Your winter garment of repentance fling. ...

I Taste a Liquor

By: Emily Dickinson

I taste a liquor never brewed
From Tankards scooped in Pearl. ...

For some we loved

By: Omar Khayyam

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

A wounded deer leaps highest

By: Emily Dickinson

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

So We'll Go No More A-roving

By: George Gordon, Lord Byron

So, we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night, ...

Song

By: John Donne

Go and catch a falling star,
Get with child a mandrake root, ...