Dictionary Poems

America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves. Discuss Abraham Lincoln

After the supper and talk–after the day is done,As a friend from friends his final withdrawal prolonging,Good-bye and Good-bye with emotional lips repeating,(So hard for his hand to release those hands–no more will they meet,No more for communion of sorrow and joy, of old and young,A far-stretching journey awaits him, to return no more,)Shunning, postponing … Continued

He who blinded by ambition, raises himself to a position whence he cannot mount higher, must thereafter fall with the greatest loss. Discuss Niccolo Machiavelli

Truth indeed rather alleviates than hurts, and will always bear up against falsehood, as oil does above water. Discuss Miguel de Cervantes

Evil companions bring more hurt than profit. Discuss Aesop

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,Tears from the depth of some divine despairRise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,And thinking of the days that are no more.Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail,That brings our friends up from the underworld,Sad as the last … Continued

TOMB of a millionaire, A multi-millionaire, ladies and gentlemen, Place of the dead where they spend every year The usury of twenty-five thousand dollars For upkeep and flowers To keep fresh the memory of the dead. The merchant prince gone to dust Commanded in his written will Over the signed name of his last testament … Continued

My thoughts are crabbed and sallow,My tears like vinegar,Or the bitter blinking yellowOf an acetic star. Tonight the caustic wind, love,Gossips late and soon,And I wear the wry-faced pucker ofThe sour lemon moon. While like an early summer plum,Puny, green, and tart,Droops upon its wizened stemMy lean, unripened heart. – Jilted by Sylvia Plath

There was no use in trying to emancipate a wife who had not the dimmest notion that she was not free. Discuss Edith Wharton

Oh, mercifullest one of all, Oh, generous as dear,None lived so lowly, none so small, Thou couldst withhold thy tear: How swift, in pure compassion, How meek in charity,To offer friendship to the one Who begged but love of thee! Oh, gentle word, and sweetest said! Oh, tender hand, and firstTo hold the warm, delicious … Continued