Busy day at school today Maths in the morning But not for me I was called away Captain of a schooner me A pirate in scarlet and black A deep scar running dow...

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...

To HELEN by Edgar Allan Poe Helen，thy beauty is to me Like those Nicèan barks of yore That gently, o‘er a perfumed sea, The weary way-worn wanderer bore To his own native...

So often, when I‘m alone with my thoughts, I feel your presence enter me like the morning sun‘s early light, filling my memories and dreams of us with a warm and clear radiance. ...

Whose woods these are I think I know， His house is in the village though. He will not see me stopping here， To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must thi...

Love is more than a word it says so much. When I see these four letters, I almost feel your touch. This is only happened since I fell in love with you. Why this word do...

I‘m going out to clean the pasture spring; I‘ll only stop to rake the leaves away (And wait to watch the water clear, I may): I sha‘n‘t be gone long.--You come too. I‘m going ...

  The Selling of a Soul   A poet struggling with the world‘s condition, Prostitution of talents and the bondage With which the bulk of men have been deceived, I am ...

雪莱（1792—1822），19世纪英国著名浪漫主义诗人。出生在一个古老而保守的贵族家庭。少年时在皇家的伊顿公学就读。1810年入牛津大学学习，开始追求民主自由。1811年，诗人因为写作哲学论文推理...

Bringing In The Wine See how the Yellow River‘s waters move out of heaven. Entering the ocean, never to return. See how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers , Though s...