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A thing of beauty is a joy for ever

Written on February 23, 2014 | by

Endymion is a poem by John Keats. It is written in rhyming couplets in iambic pentameter (also known as heroic couplets). Keats based the poem on the Greek myth of Endymion, the shepherd beloved by the moon goddess Selene. A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass […]

The Victor

Written on April 15, 2013 | by

The Victor Poet: C.W. Longenecker If you think you are beaten, you are. If you think you dare not, you don’t If you like to win but think you can’t, It’s almost a cinch you won’t. If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost. For out in the world we find Success begins with a fellow’s […]

Jingle Bells

Written on December 21, 2011 | by

“Jingle Bells” is one of the best-known and commonly sung winter songs in the world. It was written by James Lord Pierpont (1822–1893) and published under the title “One Horse Open Sleigh” in the autumn of 1857. Even though it is commonly referred to as a Christmas song, it was actually written and sung for Thanksgiving. It […]

And that has made all the difference

Written on December 11, 2011 | by

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and […]

After you leave I will become a tree

Written on November 6, 2011 | by

After you leave, I will become a tree Alone on a hillside, loving wind and sun, Waiting for you to return home to me Though centuries of lonely stars may run. I’ll grow tall and give lots of shade, Sheltering birds and other bright-eyed things. Pleased with all the progress that I’ve made, I’ll spread […]

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Written on November 6, 2011 | by

Robert Frost’s poem Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening was first published on March 7th, this day in 1923. The story goes that Frost wrote this poem in a few minutes, after being up all night writing another. He took a sunrise walk, and got an idea. Whose woods these are I think I know. His […]

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