ONLY poems listed here or in the current printed anthology are eligible for the 2018-2019 competition.
O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge has withered from the lake, ...
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,...
“Light! more light! the shadows deepen,
And my life is ebbing low,
Throw the windows widely open:...
My head, my heart, mine Eyes, my life, nay more,
My joy, my Magazine of earthly store,
If two be one, as surely thou and I, ...
Life, like a marble block, is given to all,
A blank, inchoate mass of years and days,
Whence one with ardent chisel swift essays...
The night is come, but not too soon;
And sinking silently,
All silently, the little moon...
God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;...
Like heart-loving brothers we meet,
And still the loud thunders of strife,
The blaze of fraternity kindles most sweet,...
I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts ...
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