A Birthday By Christina Rossetti   My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs bent with thickest fruit; M...

《Song 》 When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops...

Because I Could Not Stop for Death   Because I could not stop for death He was parking pick me The carriage was just the two of us And 'eternal life' with seat We slowly, he...

Then a woman said, “Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow.” And he answered: Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from Which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled ...

Summer for Thee, Grant I May Be   by Emily Dickinson   Summer for thee, grant I may be When summer days are flown! Thy music still, when Whippoorwill And Oriole—are do...

A touch of cold in the Autumn night - I walked abroad, And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge Like a red-faced farmer. I did not stop to speak, but nodded; And round abo...

If You Were Coming in the Fall   If you were coming in the Fall, I’d brush the summer by With half a smile, and half a spurn, As Housewives do, a Fly。 If I could see you in ...

(The fantasia of a fallen gentleman on a cold,bitter night.) Once, in finesse of fiddles found I ecstasy, In the flash of gold heels on the hard pavement. Now see I That warmth‘s ...

  Solitary Wayfarer     In the deep shadows of the rainy july ,with secret steps, Thou walkest,silent as night ,eluding all watchers. Today the morning has ...

When I am dead and over me bright April Shakes out her rain-drenched hair, Though you should lean above me broken-hearted. I shall not care. I shall have peace, as leafy trees are ...