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...

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...

O Captain！My Captain！ Walt Whitman   O Captain!My Captain!Our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather‘d every rack, the prize we sought is won,     Th...

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...

Cling Tight By Angela Ren Tr. Zhao Yanchun You are the breeze, and I am the moon Be it spring or fall My shadow clings to yours, bane or boon I am the plum, and you are the snow B...

Tears .idle Tears   Tears .idle tears .I know not what they mean. tears from the depth of some diving despair rise in the heart .adn gather to the eyes in looking on the happ...

《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...

Thank you for the music, the songs I’m singing Thanks for all the joy they’re bringing Who can live without it, I ask in all honestly What would life be? Without a song or a danc...

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...

   We have lost even this twilight.. No one saw us this evening hand in hand. while the blue night dropped on the world. I have seen from my window the fiesta of sunset...