I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wottles made; Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee, And live alone...

We just can‘t let go, when the storm is ahead. She has been patient, believing the best is worth the wait. Yet the last apple fallen from the tree is usually sour. The love that r...

                Not a word does the cloud-kissing mountain say, yet everyone looks up at her in admiration. Not a moment would the fly stop ...

  I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart For the joys of the multitude. And I would not have the tears that sadness makes To flow from my every part turn into laughter. ...

If recollecting were forgetting, Then I remember not. And if forgetting, recollecting, How near I had forgot. And if to miss, were merry, And to mourn, were gay, How very bli...

Spring and All   By the road to the contagious hospital under the surge of the blue mottled clouds driven from the northeast—a cold wind. Beyond, the waste of broad, muddy f...

Snow flows over a quiet village； Doves fly across a gloomy sky. Two names are carved deep on a birch； They promised to stay in love all their life.   One day war broke out i...

Friends     A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.     There‘s always going to be people that hurt you，so what y...

1.To be, or not to be: that is the question. 2.The course of true love never did run smooth. 3.Do not, for one repulse, give up the purpose that you resolved to effect. 4.The...

By Adrienne Rich The river-fog will do for privacy on the low road a breath here， there， a cloudiness floating on the black top sunflower heads turned black and bowed ...