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- Maya Angelou
- Robert Frost
- Emily Dickinson
- Edgar Allan Poe
- Langston Hughes
- Sylvia Plath
- Pablo Neruda
- Walt Whitman
- William Wordsworth
- William Blake
- William Shakespeare
- Dylan Thomas
- Charles Bukowski
- John Keats
- Robert Burns
- Wilfred Owen
- Rabindranath Tagore
- Roald Dahl
- Rudyard Kipling
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Adelaide Crapsey

Lunatick.

Dost thou

Not feel them slip,

How cold! how cold! the moon's

Thin wavering finger-tips, along

Thy throat?

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