"Out, Out - "

by Robert Frost

The buzz saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it. And from there those that lifted eyes could count Five mountain ranges one behing the other Under...

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I hate the way you hurt me

It still makes me sick

I hate the way you choose to love me

Sometimes you still have to pick

 

I hate the way you changed my life

Although it wasn’t for the best

I hate the way you destroyed your wife

It didn’t matter to the rest

 

I hate I can’t trust...

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DULCE ET DECORUM EST1

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,  Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,  Till on the haunting flares2 we turned our backs  And towards our distant rest3 began to trudge.  Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots  But limped...

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Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.

We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.

We passed the school, where children strove
At recess, in...

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