The Lake Isle of Innisfree, by W.B. Yeats
> I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will »
The Handmaid's Tale, by Margaret Atwood
> From what they said, the man had been cruel and brutal. The mistress - my mother explained mistress, she did not believe in mystification, I had »
Stanzas Written in Dejection, near Naples, by Percy Bysshe Shelley
> The sun is warm, the sky is clear, The waves are dancing fast and bright, Blue isles and snowy mountains wear The purple noon' »
The Star-Child, by Oscar Wilde
> But lo! as he passed through the gate of the city, the guards bowed down and made obeisance to him, saying, 'How beautiful is »
The Well Below The Valley
Green grows the lily-o Right among the bushes-o A gentleman was passing by And he asked for a drink as he was dry At »