English poems
In this category there are many popular English poems.
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Poem From “Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage” by G. G. Byron
Стихотворение From “Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage” by G. G. Byron “Adieu! Adieu! My native shore Fades o’er the waters blue; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild sea-mew. Yon son that sets upon the sea We follow in it’s flight; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My Native…
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Poem“Sonnet” by J. Keat
“Sonnet” by J. Keats When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain, Before high-piled books» in charact’ry, Hold like rich garners the full-ripen’d grain; When I behold, upon the night’s startM face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,And feel…
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“If” by R. Kypling
“If” by R. Kypling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or…
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“Shadow, Silence And The Sea” by G. C. Swinburne
“Shadow, Silence And The Sea” by G. C. Swinburne Ail night long, in the world of sleep, Skies and waters were soft and deep; Shadow closed them, and silence made Soundless music of dream and shade: All above us, the livelong night, Shadow, kindled with sense of light, All around…
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“The Daffodils” by W. Wordsworth
“The Daffodils” by W. Wordsworth I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And…
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My Soul is Dark…” by G.G. Byron
My Soul is Dark…” by G.G. Byron My soul is dark – Oh! Quickly string The harp I yet can brook to hear; And let thy gentle fingers fling Its melting murmurs o’er mine ear. If in this heart a hope be dear, That sound shall charm it forth again:…
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The Lamb” by W. Blake
The Lamb” by W. Blake Little Lamb who made thee Dost thou know who made thee Gave thee life & bid thee feed, By the stream & o’er the mead; Softest clothing woory bright; Gave thee such a tender voice. Making all the vales rejoice: Little Lamb I’ll tell thee,…
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