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W.H. Auden: Sing, Ariel, singSpenser: He ceastE. Pound: Tell her that shedsMilton: Such a sacred and home
felt delightTh. Campion: Rose
cheeked Laura, comeMilton: Such sober certaintyShakespeare: O you are well
tun'd now!W.B. Yeats: Old lecher with a love on every windJ. Hollander: Across the street a tenor whineCollins: With woeful measures wan DespairTh. Hardy: Thus I, faltering forwardW.H. Ausen: ... rebukeC. Raine: There is so much to celebrateColeridge: I see them allHollander: ... my unground grainW. Stevens: The time of year has grown indifferentW.H. Auden: ... unanxious one, singP. larkin: I squeezed up the last stair to the room in the roofShakespeare: Thou hast nor youth nor ageW. Stevens: The palm at the end of the mindW. Stevens: Without human meaningH. Vaughan: All's in deep sleep and nightW. Stevens: The rock of autumn, glitteringW.H. Auden: ... brillantly, lightly |
