Still I Rise By Maya Angelou You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I've got oil …
Continue ReadingAs You Like It William Shakespeare The story begins at a time when France was divided into provinces or dukedoms. In one such province, there was a usurper, who had deposed and banished his elder brother, the lawful Duke. The Duke, who was driven away fro…
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The Second Coming WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS Turning and turning in the widening gyre¹ The falcon² cannot hear the falconer³ ; Things fall apart⁴ ; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy⁵ is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide⁶ is loosed, and everywhere…
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The Bangle Sellers SAROJINI NAIDU Bangle sellers are we who bear Our shining loads to the temple fair... Who will buy these delicate, bright Rainbow-tinted circles of light? Lustrous tokens of radiant lives, For happy daughters and happy wives. Some are meet …
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