Whenas in silks my Julia goes,
Then, then (methinks) how sweetly flows
That liquefaction of her clothes.

Next, when I cast mine eyes, and see
That brave vibration each way free,
O how that glittering taketh me!

Annonymous

Poetry books, by author:

Mathew Arnold

William Blake

Ann Bradstreet

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Robert Browning

George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron

Lewis Carroll

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Emily Dickinson

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T. S. Eliot

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Robert Frost

Thomas Gray

Thomas Hardy

George Herbert

Robert Herrick

Oliver Wendell Holmes

Gerard Manley Hopkins

Ben Jonson

John Keats

Rudyard Kipling

Katherine Mansfield

Christopher Marlowe

Andrew Marvell

Wilfred Owen

Edgar Allen Poe

Ezra Pound

Li Po

Sappho

William Shakespeare

Percy Bysshe Shelley

John Suckling

William Wordsworth

Thomas Wyatt