North country scene: A hundred leagues locked in ice, A thousand leagues of whirling snow. Both sides of the Great Wall One single white immensity. The Yellow River‘s sw...

To whom I owe the leaping delight That quickens my senses in our waking-time And the rhythm that governs the repose of our sleeping-time, the breathing in unison. Of lovers whose b...

Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life‘s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they be...

Why the Roses Are So Pale Heinrich Heine Dearest, canst thou tell me why The rose should be so pale? And why the Azure violet Should wither in the vale? And why the lark should i...

  I Fear True Love More Than Betrayal by Dianqiu Gujiu I fear betrayal yet I more fear true love betrayal is just a knife that can kill a pig and at most can only cut one of m...

   These Things Shall Never Die      Charles Dickens        The pure, the bright, the beautiful,    ...

  Friendship is a diamond ----Sally J. Knower           Friendship is a diamond   buried in the earth;   a treasure of great w...

      And if there were two moons，     who would sleep when one passed before the other     and took it inon its dark side？ &nb...

Evening Song LOOK off, dear Love, across the sallow sands, And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea, How long they kiss in sight of all the lands. Ah! Longer, longer, we. Now i...

I Hear America Singing   — Walt Whitman I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear. Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong, The ca...