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Pity would be no more If we did not make somebody poor; And Mercy no more could be If all were as…
I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told…
In futurity I prophetic see That the earth from sleep (Grave the sentence deep) Shall arise and seek For her Maker meek;…
My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O! my soul is white; White as an angel…
(A Christmas Circular Letter) The city had withdrawn into itself And left at last the country to the country; When between whirls…
Read by Charlotte Rampling & Kristin Scott Thomas
The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind…
Read by Charles Dance
You’ll love me yet! – and I can tarry Your love’s protracted growing: June reared that bunch of flowers you carry From…
Read by Eileen Atkins, Lily James, Joanna David + 2 others
Let me tell you a little story About Miss Edith Gee; She lived in Clevedon Terrace At number 83. She’d a slight…
Read by Freddie Fox & Deborah Findlay
I thought it would last my time – The sense that, beyond the town, There would always be fields and farms, Where…
Read by Marianne Faithfull, Dominic West & Patrick Kennedy
Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. She bid…
Read by Edward Fox, Harriet Walter, Deborah Findlay + 2 others
[A penny for the Old Guy] I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with…
Read by Harold Pinter
Summer is fading: The leaves fall in ones and twos From trees bordering The new recreation ground. In the hollows of afternoons…
