Echo’s Lament of Narcissus, by Ben Jonson
> SLOW, slow, fresh fount, keep time with my salt tears: Yet slower, yet; O faintly, gentle springs: List to the heavy part the music bears, »
Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came, by Robert Browning
> My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the working of his lie On mine, »
Goblin Market, by Christina Rossetti
> Morning and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: “Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, Lemons and oranges, Plump unpeck’ »
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 I »
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' »