| Sonnet 116 |
| Shakespeare |
| Let me not to the marriage of true minds... |
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| Sonnet 18 |
| Shakespeare |
| Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? |
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| Sea Fever |
| John Masefield |
| I must go down to the seas again... |
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| Warning |
| Jenny Joseph |
| When I am an old woman I shall wear purple... |
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| I Loved You |
| Pushkin, translated by D.M. Thomas |
| I loved you; and perhaps I love you still… |
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| Desiderata |
| Max Ehrmann |
| Go placidly amid the noise and haste... |
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