Title Poet Year Written Collection Body
“Rock of Ages” Edward H. Rice English

   “Such hymns are never forgotten. They cling to us through our whole life. We carry them with us upon our journey. We sing them in the forest. The workman follows the plough with sacred songs. Children catch them, and singing only for the joy it gives them now, are yet laying up for all their...

“Sad is our youth, for it is ever going” Aubrey Thomas de Vere English

Sad is our youth, for it is ever going,
Crumbling away beneath our very feet;
Sad is our life, for onward it is flowing
In current unperceived, because so fleet;
Sad are our hopes, for they were sweet in sowing,—
But tares, self-sown, have overtopped the...

“Said I not so?” George Herbert 1613 English

Said I not so,—that I would sin no more?
    Witness, my God, I did;
Yet I am run again upon the score:
    My faults cannot be hid.

What shall I do?—make vows and break them still?
    ’T will be but labor lost;
My good cannot prevail against...

“Shall I compare thee?” William Shakespeare 1584 English

Sonnet Xviii.
shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his...

“She came and went” James Russell Lowell English

As a twig trembles, which a bird
  Lights on to sing, then leaves unbent,
So is my memory thrilled and stirred;—
  I only know she came and went.

As clasps some lake, by gusts unriven,
  The blue dome’s measureless content,
So my soul held that...

“She died in beauty” Charles Doyne Sillery English

She died in beauty,—like a rose
  Blown from its parent stem;
She died in beauty,—like a pearl
  Dropped from some diadem.

She died in beauty,—like a lay
  Along a moonlit lake;
She died in beauty,—like the song
  Of birds amid the brake...

“She is not fair to outward view” Hartley Coleridge 1816 English

She is not fair to outward view,
  As many maidens be;
Her loveliness I never knew
  Until she smiled on me:
O, then I saw her eye was bright,—
A well of love, a spring of light.

But now her looks are coy and cold;
  To mine they ne’er...

“She walks in beauty” Lord Byron English

“Hebrew Melodies”
SHE walks in beauty, like the night
  Of cloudless climes and starry skies,
And all that ’s best of dark and bright
  Meet in her aspect and her eyes,
Thus mellowed to that tender light
  Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

...
“She was a phantom of delight” William Wordsworth 1790 English

She was a phantom of delight
When first she gleamed upon my sight;
A lovely apparition, sent
To be a moment’s ornament;
Her eyes as stars of twilight fair;
Like Twilight’s, too, her dusky hair;
But all things else about her drawn
From May-...

“Sit down, sad soul” Bryan Waller Procter English

Sit down, sad soul, and count
  The moments flying;
Come, tell the sweet amount
  That ’s lost by sighing!
How many smiles?—a score?
Then laugh, and count no more;
    For day is dying!

Lie down, sad soul, and sleep,
  And no more...

“Smile and never heed me” Charles Swain English

Though, when other maids stand by,
I may deign thee no reply,
Turn not then away, and sigh,—
    Smile, and never heed me!
If our love, indeed, be such
As must thrill at every touch,
Why should others learn as much?—
    Smile, and never...

“So sweet love seemed” Robert Bridges 1864 English

So sweet love seemed that April morn,
When first we kissed beside the thorn,
So strangely sweet, it was not strange
We thought that love could never change.

But I can tell—let truth be told—
That love will change in growing old;
Though day by day...

“Softly woo away her breath” Bryan Waller Procter English

Softly woo away her breath,
  Gentle death!
Let her leave thee with no strife,
  Tender, mournful, murmuring life!
She hath seen her happy day,—
  She hath had her bud and blossom;
Now she pales and shrinks away,
  Earth, into thy gentle...

“Spring, the sweet spring” Thomas Nashe 1587 English

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king;
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing,
  Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

The palm and may make country-houses gay,
Lambs frisk and...

“Stone the woman, let the man go free” Anonymous English

Yes, stone the woman, let the man go free!
Draw back your skirts, lest they perchance may touch
Her garment as she passes; but to him
Put forth a willing hand to clasp with his
That led her to destruction and disgrace.
Shut up from her the sacred ways of...

“Strong Son of God, immortal Love” Alfred, Lord Tennyson English

From “In Memoriam”: Introduction

STRONG Son of God, immortal Love,
  Whom we, that have not seen thy face,
  By faith, and faith alone, embrace,
Believing where we cannot prove;

Thine are these orbs of light and shade;
  Thou madest Life in man...

“Sweet stream that winds” William Cowper 1751 English

Sweet stream, that winds through yonder glade,
Apt emblem of a virtuous maid,—
Silent and chaste she steals along,
Far from the world’s gay, busy throng;
With gentle yet prevailing force,
Intent upon her destined course;
Graceful and useful all she...

“Sweetly breathing, vernal air” Thomas Carew 1615 English

Sweetly breathing, vernal air,
That with kind warmth doth repair
Winter’s ruins; from whose breast
All the gums and spice of the East
Borrow their perfumes; whose eye
Gilds the morn, and clears the sky.
Whose dishevelled tresses shed
Pearls...

“Take the world as it is” Charles Swain English

Take the world as it is!—there are good and bad in it,
  And good and bad will be from now to the end;
And they, who expect to make saints in a minute,
  Are in danger of marring more hearts than they ’ll mend.
If ye wish to be happy ne’er seek for the faults,...

“Take, O, take those lips away” William Shakespeare 1584 English

TAKE, 1 O, take those lips away,
  That so sweetly were forsworn;
And those eyes, like break of day,
  Lights that do mislead the morn;
But my kisses bring again,
Seals of love, but sealed in vain.

Hide, O, hide those hills of snow
  ...