William Shakespeare 1564-1616 taken from – The Merchant of Venice, Act IV, Scene I The quality of mercy…
For ten years I have been rooted in these hills, The changing light on landlocked lakes, For ten years have…
Amazing grace! How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am…
May the road rise to meet you, May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm…
Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806 – 1861) How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to…
John Greenleaf Whittier (1807-1892) …Of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: “It might have been!”
Twas the Night before Christmas Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring,…
Auld Lang Syne Robert Burns (1759 –1796) Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance…
The Lamb William Blake (1757 – 1827) Little Lamb who made thee Dost thou know who made thee Gave thee…
Octopus Ogden Nash (1902-1971) Tell me, O Octopus, I begsIs those things arms, or is they legs? I marvel at…