The prestigious anthology of English poems The Oxford Book of English Verse contains 822 poems from the 13th century “Sumer is icumen in” through to Seamus Heaney’s “The Pitchfork” in the late 20th century. The greatest wordsmiths in the English… Read More ›
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“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Eliot |read by Jeremy Irons|
This is one of my favourite poems by one of my favourite poets. It inaugurated a new movement in poetry. I like this particular reading for its slow, meditative style.
Of the Last Verses in the Book
When we for Age could neither read nor write, The Subject made us able to indite. The Soul, with Nobler Resolutions deckt, The Body stooping, does Herself erect: No Mortal Parts are requisite to raise Her, that Unbody’d can her… Read More ›
Nox nocti indicat scientiam
WHEN I survey the bright Cœlestiall spheare: So rich with jewels hung, that night Doth like an Æthiop bride appear, My soule her wings doth spread And heaven-ward flies, Th’ Almighty’s Mysteries to read In the large volumes of the… Read More ›
The Coming of Good Luck
Robert Herrick