I Should Not Dare

By: Emily Dickinson

I should not dare to leave my friend,
Because if he should die ...

A Book of Verse

By: Omar Khayyam

A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou ...

If You Were Coming In The Fall

By: Emily Dickinson

If you were coming in the fall
I'd brush the summer by ...

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. ...

Wind and Window Flower

By: Robert Frost

Lovers, forget your love,
And list to the love of these, ...

Beautiful Dreamer

By: Stephen Foster

Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee; ...

The Rose in the Deeps of his Heart

By: William Butler Yeats

All things uncomely and broken,
all things worn-out and old, ...

Song

By: Christina Rossetti

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me; ...

Shall I Compare Thee, (Sonnet XVIII)

By: William Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou are more lovely and more temperate: ...

Alms

By: Edna St. Vincent Millay

My heart is what it was before,
A house where people come and go ...