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A Farewell to America

I.

Adieu, New-England's smiling meads,
Adieu, th' flow'ry plain:
I leave thine op'ning charms, O spring,
And tempt the roaring main.

II.

In vain for me the ... [+]

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18th Century African American Literature 1 min

On Being Brought from Africa to America

Phillis Wheatley

'Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land,
Taught my benighted soul to understand
That there's a God, that there's a Saviour too:
Once I redemption neither sought nor knew.
Some view ou ... [+]

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18th Century 19th Century 2 min

Twas the Night Before Christmas

Clement Clarke Moore

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon ... [+]

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18th Century 19th Century 4 min

Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey

William Wordsworth

Five years have past; five summers, with the length
Of five long winters! and again I hear
These waters, rolling from their mountain-springs
With a soft inland murmur.—Once again
Do I behold ... [+]

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18th Century 19th Century 1 min

The World Is Too Much With Us

William Wordsworth

The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;—
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that ... [+]

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18th Century 19th Century 2 min

A Visit From Saint Nicholas

Clement Clarke Moore

Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon ... [+]

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18th Century 19th Century 1 min

Kubla Khan

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Or, a vision in a dream. A Fragment.

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through ... [+]

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18th Century 19th Century 27 min

Rip Van Winkle

Washington Irving

A POSTHUMOUS WRITING OF DIEDRICH KNICKERBOCKER.
By Woden, God of Saxons,
From whence comes Wensday, that is Wodensday,
Truth is a thing that ever I will keep
Unto thylke day in which I creep ... [+]

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18th Century 1 min

To a Mouse

Robert Burns

On Turning up in Her Nest with the Plough, November, 1785
Little, artful, cowering, timid beast, Oh, what a panic is in your heart! You need not start away so hasty With bickering prattle! I ... [+]

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18th Century 1 min

To a Mountain Daisy

Robert Burns

On Turning One Down with the Plow, in April, 1786
Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is ... [+]

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18th Century 1 min

A Red, Red Rose

Robert Burns

O my Luve’s like a red, red rose, That’s newly sprung in June: O my Luve’s like the melodie, That’s sweetly play’d in tune.
So fair art thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will ... [+]

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18th Century 19th Century 4 min

There was a roaring in the wind all night; The rain came heavily and fell in floods; But now the sun is rising calm and bright; The birds are singing in the distant woods; Over his own sweet voice ... [+]

A New Kind of Literary Pulse

A Farewell to America

On Being Brought from Africa to America

Twas the Night Before Christmas

Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey

The World Is Too Much With Us

A Visit From Saint Nicholas

Kubla Khan

Rip Van Winkle

To a Mouse

To a Mountain Daisy

A Red, Red Rose

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