Oh Could I Raise the Darken'd Veil
written by: Nathaniel Hawthorne
Oh could I raise the darken’d veil,
Which hides my future life from me,
Could unb...
I Hear America Singing
written by: Walt Whitman
I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it shou...
Love Is Enough
a poem by William Morris
Love is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Thou...
To My Mother
a poem by Edgar Allan Poe
Because I feel that, in the Heavens above,
The angels, whispering to one another,
Can find, among their burni...
Between Going and Staying The Day Wavers
a poem by Octavio Paz
Between going and staying the day wavers,
in love with its own transparency.
The circ...
