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Philip Smith

100 Best-Loved Poems

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Here are some of the most-loved poems in the English language, chosen not merely for their popularity, but for their literary quality as well. Dating from the Middle Ages to the 20th century, these splendid poems remain evergreen in their capacity to engage our minds and refresh our spirits.
Among them are Marlowe: “The Passionate Shepherd to His Love”; Shakespeare: “Sonnet XVIII” («Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?”); Donne: “Holy Sonnet X” («Death, be not proud”); Marvell: “To His Coy Mistress”; Wordsworth: “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud”; Shelley: “Ode to the West Wind”; Longfellow: “The Children's Hour”; Poe: “The Raven”; Tennyson: “The Charge of the Light Brigade”; Whitman: “O Captain! My Captain!”; Dickinson: “This Is My Letter to the World”; Yeats: “When You Are Old”; Frost: “The Road Not Taken”; Millay: “First Fig.”
Works by many other poets — Milton, Blake, Burns, Coleridge, Byron, Keats, Emerson, the Brownings, Hardy, Housman, Kipling, Pound, and Auden among them — are included in this treasury, a perfect companion for quiet moments of reflection.
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Publication year
2012

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  • Mariahas quoted4 years ago
    Longer poems (such as John Milton’s Paradise Lost), which contain some of the finest writing in the language, are excluded for want of space.
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  • girlwithbottlehas quoted3 years ago
    “anyone lived in a pretty how town”
    anyone lived in a pretty how town
    (with up so floating many bells down)
    spring summer autumn winter
    he sang his didn’t he danced his did.

    Women and men(both little and small)
    cared for anyone not at all
    they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
    sun moon stars rain

    children guessed(but only a few
    and down they forgot as up they grew
    autumn winter spring summer)
    that noone loved him more by more

    when by now and tree by leaf
    she laughed his joy she cried his grief
    bird by snow and stir by still
    anyone’s any was all to her

    someones married their everyones
    laughed their cryings and did their dance
    (sleep wake hope and then)they
    said their nevers they slept their dream

    stars rain sun moon
    (and only the snow can begin to explain
    how children are apt to forget to remember
    with up so floating many bells down)

    one day anyone died i guess
    (and noone stooped to kiss his face)
    busy folk buried them side by side
    little by little and was by was

    all by all and deep by deep
    and more by more they dream their sleep
    noone and anyone earth by april
    wish by spirit and if by yes.

    Women and men(both dong and ding)
    summer autumn winter spring
    reaped their sowing and went their came
    sun moon stars rain
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    • Mariahas quoted4 years ago
      The tear blinded his e’e.
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