By William Butler Yeats The trees are in their autumn beauty,The woodland paths are dry,Under the October twilight the waterMirrors a still sky;Upon the brimming …
Joy
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I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud
“… And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.”
The Ecchoing Green
By William Blake The Ecchoing Green is a poem by William Blake published in Songs of Innocence in 1789. The sun does arise,And make happy …
To See A World In A Grain Of Sand…
(Fragments from “Auguries Of Innocence ”) By William Blake To see a World in a Grain of SandAnd a Heaven in a Wild FlowerHold Infinity …
A Thing Of Beauty
An Extract From Endymion By John Keats A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:Its loveliness increases; it will neverPass into nothingness; but still …
Brown Eyes
By Khushi Singh Brown eyes,Deprived of ephemeral joys,Looking heavenward,In monochrome of sky. Jinx of flighty clouds,Blurring the vision of axinites,Not letting them laze,In tender arms …
Ode To A Nightingale
By John Keats My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness painsMy sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,Or emptied some dull opiate to the …
The World Is Too Much With Us
By William Wordsworth The world is too much with us; late and soon,Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;Little we see in Nature that …