ONLY poems listed here or in the current printed anthology are eligible for the 2017-2018 competition.
Farewell, too little and too lately known,
Whom I began to think and call my own;
For sure our souls were near ally'd; and thine...
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today...
Fair tree! for thy delightful shade
'Tis just that some return be made;...
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye, ...
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