Opening Lines - Poetry Past and Present - The 1914

Check it out: http://short-stories-gcse.blogspot.com/ Elliott Liu :D

My thought shall never be that you are dead: Who laughed so lately in this quiet place. The dear and deep-eyed humour of that face Held so...

Perhaps some day the sun will shine again, And I shall see that still the skies are blue, And feel once more I do not live in vain, Althoug...

So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went, And took the fire with him, and a knife. And as they sojourned both of them together, Isaac th...

Now the sprinkled blackthorn snow Lies along the lovers’ lane Where last year we used to go— Where we shall not go again. In the hedge th...

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, ...

The Seed-Merchant has lost his son, His dear, his loved, his only one. So young he was, Even now it seems He was a child with a child’s dr...