Wiersze

• "Autum"
  Charles Baudelaire
    Soon we will plunge ourselves into cold shadows, And all of summer`s stunning afternoons will...

• The Bells
  Edgar Allan Poe
                                      I           Hear the sledges with the bells-                    Silver bells!    What a world of merriment their melody...

• The Raven
  Edgar Allan Poe
  Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint...

• The conqueror Worm
  Edgar Allan Poe
  Lo! tis a gala night Within the lonesome lat!er years! An angel throng, bewinged, bedight...

• Marlowe
  Josephine Preston Peabody
    MARLOWE: Hands off, I say! Stay then, and every devil may come to hear, And heaven...

• (ANG) Like Decorations in the nigger cemetery
  Wallace Stevens
  I In the far South the sun of autumn is passing Like Walt Whitman walking along...