Thursday, August 26, 2010

"Break, Break, Break" by Alfred Tennyson

Break, Break, Break
by Alfred Tennyson

Break, break, break,
On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.

O, well for the fisherman's boy,
That he shouts with his sister at play!
O, well for the sailor lad,
That he sings in his boat on the bay!

And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill;
But O for the touch of a vanished hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!

Break, break, break,
At the foot of thy crags, O Sea!
But the tender grace of a day that is dead
Will never come back to me.

Friday, August 20, 2010

"My Life Closed Twice Before its Close" by Emily Dickinson

My Life Closed Twice
by Emily Dickinson

My life closed twice before its close;
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me,

So huge, so hopeless to conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

"Chances" by Sara Teasdale

by Sara Teasdale

How many times we must have met
Here on the street as strangers do,
Children of chance we were, who passed
The door of heaven and never knew.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

"Triolet" by G. K. Chesterton

by G. K. Chesterton
I wish I were a jelly fish
That cannot fall downstairs;
Of all the things I wish to wish
I wish I were a jellyfish
That hasn't any cares
And doesn't even have to wish
'I wish I were a jellyfish
That cannot fall downstairs.'

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

"A Choice of Weapons" by Phyllis McGinley

A Choice of Weapons
by Phyllis McGinley
Sticks and stones are hard on bones,
Aimed with angry art.
Words can sting like anything,
But silence breaks the heart.