What immortal hand or eye could frame
thy fearful symmetry.
Hail to thee blithe spirit
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day
I wandered lonely as a cloud
So, do not go gentle into that good night
because I could not stop for death
He kindly stopped for me
the owl and the pussycat went to sea.
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Poets in order:
John Keats, William Blake, Shelly, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, William Shakespeare, Wordsworth, Dylan Thomas, Emily Dickinson, Edward Lear
Stuff and nonsense by yours truly… 🙂
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