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Dickinson
Because I could not stop for Death
by Emily Dickinson
'Because I could not stop for Death' by Emily Dickinson Because I could not stop for Death - He kindly stopped for me - The Carriage held but just O
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dickinson/because_i_could_not_stop_for_death.htm
 
I cannot live with You
by Emily Dickinson
'I cannot live with You' by Emily Dickinson I cannot live with You - It would be Life - And Life is over there - Behind the Shelf The Sexton keeps t
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dickinson/i_cannot_live_with_you.htm
 
I died for Beauty- but was scarce
by Emily Dickinson
'I died for Beauty - but was scarce' by Emily Dickinson I died for Beauty – but was scarce Adjusted in the Tomb When One who died for Truth, was lai
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dickinson/i_died_for_beauty-_but_was_scarce.htm
 
I heard a Fly buzz-when I died
by Emily Dickinson
'I heard a Fly buzz-when I died' by Emily Dickinson I heard a Fly buzz – when I died - The Stillness in the Room Was like the Stillness in the Air -
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dickinson/I_heard_a_fly_buzz-when_I_died.htm
 
It was not Death, for I stood up
by Emily Dickinson
'It was not Death, for I stood up' by Emily Dickinson It was not Death, for I stood up, And all the Dead, lie down – It was not Night, for all the B
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dickinson/it_was_not_death,_for_i_stood_up.htm
 
My life closed twice before its close
by Emily Dickinson
'My life closed twice before its close' by Emily Dickinson My life closed twice before its close - It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A thi
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dickinson/my_life_closed_twice_before_its_close.htm
 
Success is counted sweetest
by Emily Dickinson
'Success is counted sweetest' by Emily Dickinson Success is counted sweetest By those who ne'er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dickinson/success_is_counted_sweetest.htm
 
Donne
anniversary
by John Donne
The Anniversary by John Donne All Kings, and all their favourites, All glory of honours, beauties, wits, The sun itself, which makes times, as they
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Donne/anniversary.htm
 
Death, be not Proud
by John Donne
Death, be not Proud From Holy Sonnets by John Donne (iii) Death, be not proud, though some have callèd thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Donne/Death be not Proud.htm
 
The Sun Rising
by John Donne
The Sun Rising by John Donne Busy old fool, unruly Sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows and through curtains call on us ? Must to thy motions lo
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Donne/the_sun_rising.htm
 
Dryden
A Song for St. Cecilia's Day, 1687
by John Dryden
A Song for St Cecilia's Day, 1687 by John Dryden I From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began: When nature underneath a heap Of
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dryden/A_Song_for_St_Cecilia's_Day,_1687.htm
 
A Song for St. Cecilia's Day, 1687
by John Dryden
A Song for St Cecilia's Day, 1687 by John Dryden I From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began: When nature underneath a heap Of
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dryden/A_Song_for_St_Cecilia's_Day,_1687-2.htm
 
from Absalom and Achitophel
by John Dryden
Absalom and Achitophel an extract from by John Dryden In pious times, ere priestcraft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man on many mu
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dryden/from_absalom_and_achitophel.htm
 
London After the Great Fire, 1666
by John Dryden
London After the Great Fire, 1666 by John Dryden Methinks already from this chymic flame I see a city of more precious mould, Rich as the town which
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dryden/london_after_the_great_fire,_1666.htm
 
macflecknoe
by John Dryden
MacFlecknoe by John Dryden All human things are subject to decay, And when fate summons, monarchs must obey. This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dryden/MacFlecknoe.htm
 
To the Memory of Mr Oldham
by John Dryden
To the Memory of Mr Oldham by John Dryden Farewell, too little and too lately known, Whom I began to think and call my own; For sure our souls were
http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Dryden/to_the_memory_of_mr_oldham.htm