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  Psalm 113:3 From the rising of the sun to its setting The name of the Lord is to be praised. “ The Sun has Long been Set” By William Words...

  Oh, come forth into the storm and rout   And be my love in the rain. Robert Frost

  The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.  ~ Robe...

Fire and Ice Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if ...

  Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By th...

 The Tire Swing An old tire hanging From the big ash tree, Was always swinging With my friends and me. With an old piece of rope, We hung it...

 To A Butterfly I've watched you now a full half hour Self-poised upon that yellow flower, And, little Butterfly! indeed I know not if y...

"Farewell, farewell!  but this I tell To thee, thou Wedding-Guest! He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He pra...

Could we with ink the ocean fill; And were the skies of parchment made; Were every stalk on earth a quill' And every man a scribe by tra...

Sound of the Sea The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep, And round the pebbly beaches far and wide I heard the first wave of the rising ti...

As if the Sea should part And sow a further Sea-- And that--a further--and the Three but a presumption be-- Of Periods of Seas-- Unvisited o...

  The Wild Flower's Song As I wandered the forest, The green leaves among, I heard aa Wild flower Singing a song. I slept in the earth I...

  To see a World in a Grain of sand And a Heaven in a Wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hours. ~William...

  Annabel Lee It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel L...

 Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all. ~Emily Dickinson

 "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle a...

Do Not Stand at my Grave and Weep Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that ...

The Trees by Phillip Larkin The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread,...

Hymn to the Night by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow I heard the trailing garments of the night Sweep through her marble halls...