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lOrange by Francis Ponge Just as in a sponge, there is in the
lOrange by Francis Ponge Just as in a sponge, there is in the orange a yearning to recover its content after having been subjected to the ordeal of ...

Aftermath by Siedfried Sassoon Have you forgotten yet?… For
Aftermath by Siedfried Sassoon Have you forgotten yet?… For the worlds events have rumbled on since those gagged days, Like traffic checked while a...

Goblin Market by Christina Georgina Rossetti Morning and
Goblin Market by Christina Georgina Rossetti Morning and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Ap...

The Dark Ages by John Reade The years through which aught that
The Dark Ages by John Reade The years through which aught that hath life, O Sun, Hath watched or felt thy rising, what are they To those vast æons...

Love After Love by Derek Walcott The time will come when,
Love After Love by Derek Walcott The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and...

I Walked Abroad... by Nicolaj Frederik Severin Grundtvig I
I Walked Abroad... by Nicolaj Frederik Severin Grundtvig I walked abroad one summer’s day to hear song of bird that through my heart might sear, ...

Horses by Edwin Muir Those lumbering horses in the steady
Horses by Edwin Muir Those lumbering horses in the steady plough, On the bare field - I wonder, why, just now, They seemed terrible, so wild and st...

Bazonka by Spike Milligan Say Bazonka every day Thats what my
Bazonka by Spike Milligan Say Bazonka every day Thats what my grandma used to say It keeps at bay the Asian Flu And both your elbows free from glue. ...