First Day at School

by Roger McGough A millionbillionwillion miles from home Waiting for the bell to go. (To go where?) Why are they all so big, other children? So noisy? So much at home they Must have been born in uniform Lived all their lives in playgrounds Spent the years inventing games That don’t let me in. GamesContinue reading “First Day at School”

La Belle Dame Sans Merci

by John Keats Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, Alone and palely loitering; The sedge is withered from the lake, And no birds sing. Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, So haggard and so woe-begone? The squirrel’s granary is full, And the harvest’s done. I see a lily on thy brow, With anguishContinue reading “La Belle Dame Sans Merci”

The Flower that Smiles Today

by Percy Shelley The flower that smiles today Tomorrow dies; All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies; What is this world’s delight? Lightning that mocks the night, Brief even as bright. Virtue how frail it is! Friendship how rare! Love, how it sells poor bliss For proud despair! But we, though soonContinue reading “The Flower that Smiles Today”

Break of Day in the Trenches

by Isaac Rosenberg The darkness falls away It is the same old Druid time as ever, Only a live thing leaps my hand, A queer sardonic rat, As I pull the parapet’s poppy To stick behind my ear. Droll rat, they would shoot you if they knew Your cosmopolitan sympathies, Now you have touched thisContinue reading “Break of Day in the Trenches”

A Beautiful Young Nymph Going To Bed

by Jonathan Swift Corinna, Pride of Drury-Lane, For whom no Shepherd sighs in vain; Never did Covent Garden boast So bright a batter’d, strolling Toast; No drunken Rake to pick her up, No Cellar where on Tick to sup; Returning at the Midnight Hour; Four Stories climbing to her Bow’r; Then, seated on a three-legg’dContinue reading “A Beautiful Young Nymph Going To Bed”