Blake's The Chimney Sweeper: Sinister Symbolism
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Linda Sue Grimes
Barrett Browning's Sonnet 19: The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise
By: Linda Sue Grimes
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Barrett Browning's Sonnet 18: I never gave a lock of hair away
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Blake's The Garden of Love: Euphemism’s Betrayal
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 17: My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes
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Shakespeare's All the world's a stage: Seven Acts of Life
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 16: And yet, because thou overcomest so
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 15: Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 14: If thou must love me, let it be for nought
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 13: And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 12: Indeed this very love which is my boast
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Dylan Thomas' And Death Shall Have No Dominion: No More Dying
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 11: And therefore if to love can be desert
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Ralegh's The Lie: Speaking Truth to Power and Beyond
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 10: Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 9: Can it be right to give what I can give?
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 8: What can I give thee back, O liberal
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Wordsworth's On The Banks Of A Rocky Stream: Mental Chaos
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 7: The face of all the world is changed, I think
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 6: Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 5: I lift my heavy heart up solemnly
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 4: Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor
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Larkin's Aubade: Fear of Not Being
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 3: Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 2: But only three in all God's universe
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Owen's Anthem for Doomed Youth: Religion and Reality
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Barrett Browning's Sonnet 1: I thought once how Theocritus had sung
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Lord Byron's She Walks in Beauty: Perfect Balance of Dark and Light
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Hardy's Afterwards: The Memory He Leaves Behind
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Wordsworth's It is a Beauteous Evening: Holy and Quiet as a Nun
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Rossetti's Remember: Safekeeping Only the Good
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Brooke's The Soldier: Transcending Patriotic Service
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Hopkins' The Habit of Perfection: Singing in the Silence
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By: Linda Sue Grimes
Wyatt's They Flee From Me: Women These Days
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Keats' When I have fears that I may cease to be: Love, Fame, and Nothingness
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De la Mare's The Listeners: The Strangeness Within
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Shakespeare Sonnet 154: The little Love-god lying once asleep
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Shakespeare Sonnets 153: Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep
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Shakespeare Sonnet 152: In loving thee thou know’st I am forsworn
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Shakespeare Sonnet 151: Love is too young to know what conscience is
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Shakespeare Sonnet 150: O! from what power hast thou this powerful mght
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Shakespeare Sonnet 149: Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not
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Shakespeare Sonnet 148: O me! what eyes hath Love put in my head
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Shakespeare Sonnet 147: My love is as a fever, longing still
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Shakespeare Sonnet 145: Those lips that Love’s own hand did make
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Shakespeare Sonnet 144: Two loves I have of comfort and despair
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Shakespeare Sonnet 143: Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch
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Shakespeare Sonnet 142: Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate
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Shakespeare Sonnet 141: In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes
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April Poet – George Herbert – Sonnet I: Why Idolize What May Be Rejected by the Worms?
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Shakespeare Sonnet 140: Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press
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Shakespeare Sonnet 139: O! Call not me to justify the wrong
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Christina Rossetti's Dream Land: A Yogic Interpretation
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Shakespeare Sonnet 137: Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes
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Shakespeare Sonnet 136: If thy soul check thee that I come so near
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Shakespeare Sonnet 135: Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy Will
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Shakespeare Sonnet 134: So, now I have confess’d that he is thine
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Shakespeare Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
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Shakespeare Sonnet 132: Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me
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Shakespeare Sonnet 131: Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art
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Shakespeare Sonnet 129: The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
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March Poet - A. E. Housman: Following a Memory-Ghost in The Merry Guide
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 128: How oft when thou, my music, music play’st
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Shakespeare Sonnet 127: In the old age black was not counted fair
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Shakespeare Sonnet 125: Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy
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Shakespeare Sonnet 124: If my dear love were but the child of state
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Shakespeare Sonnet 123: No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change
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Shakespeare Sonnet 122: Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain
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Shakespeare Sonnet 121: ’Tis better to be vile than vile esteem’d
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Keats' O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell: The Bliss of a Kindred Spirit
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Shakespeare Sonnet 120: That you were once unkind befriends me now
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 119: What potions have I drunk of Siren tears
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Shakespeare Sonnet 118: Like as, to make our appetites more keen
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Edmund Spenser's Sonnet 89: Like as the culver, on the barèd bough - Amoretti and Epithalamion
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Shakespeare Sonnet 117: Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all
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Shakespeare Sonnet 115: Those lines that I before have writ do lie
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Shakespeare Sonnet 114: Or whether doth my mind, being crown’d with you
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Gerard Manley Hopkins' Spring: Resurrection and Renewal
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Shakespeare Sonnet 113: Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind
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Shakespeare Sonnet 112: Your love and pity doth the impression fill
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Shakespeare Sonnet 111: O! for my sake do you with Fortune chide
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Shakespeare Sonnet 110: Alas! ’tis true I have gone here and there
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February Poet – Wystan Hugh Auden: Analysis of The Unknown Citizen
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 109: O! Never say that I was false of heart
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Tennyson's Come Not, When I am Dead: A Versanelle of Lost Love
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Shakespeare Sonnet 108: “What’s in the brain, that ink may character”
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Shakespeare Sonnet 107: “Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul”
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The Spenserian Sonnet: “One Day I Wrote Her Name Upon the Strand"
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Shakespeare Sonnet 106: “When in the chronicle of wasted time”
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Shakespeare Sonnet 105: “Let not my love be call’d idolatry”
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Wordsworth's Surprised by Joy: The Intensity of Mystical Craving
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Shakespeare Sonnet 104: “To me, fair friend, you never can be old”
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Shakespeare Sonnet 103: “Alack! what poverty my Muse brings forth”
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Christina Rossetti's The Thread of Life: A Christmas Realization
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Shakespeare Sonnet 102: "My love is strengthen’d, though more weak in seeming”
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Shakespeare Sonnet 101: “O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends”
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Shakespeare Sonnet 100: “Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget’st so long”
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Seamus Heaney's Digging: His Pen Will be His Spade
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