Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIII

By: Elizabeth Barrett Browning

And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
The love I bear thee, finding words enough, ...

To the Virgins, Make Much of Time

By: Robert Herrick

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying, ...

My Friend

By: Emily Dickinson

My friend must be a bird
Because he flies. ...

Lodged

By: Robert Frost

The rain to the wind said,
"You push and I'll pelt." ...

What If I Say

By: Emily Dickinson

What if I say I shall not wait!
What if I burst the fleshly Gate- ...

The Dream

By: Edna St. Vincent Millay

Love, if I weep it will not matter,
And if you laugh I shall not care; ...

The Rose of Sharon

By: Solomon

I am the rose of Sharon,
and the lily of the valleys. ...

For some we loved

By: Omar Khayyam

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

I Gave Myself To Him

By: Emily Dickinson

I gave myself to him
And took himself for pay. ...

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By: Unknown (13th Century)

There are little traits that keep me bound...
I think of nothing else save the bright face of my lady- ...