Geoffrey Chaucer
Charles of Orleans
Sir Phillip Sidney
John Lyly
William Shakespeare
Ben Jonson
Christopher Marlowe
Sir Walter Ralegh
John Donne
Michael Drayton
Thomas Ford
George Wither
Robert Herrick
Edmund Waller
Andrew Marvell
Thomas Stanley
John Wilmot
Aphra Behn
John Dryden
Sir Charles Sedley
Sir Matthew Prior
Alexander Pope
Lady Mary Montagu
Franny Greville
Walter Savage Landor
John Keats
Thomas Hood
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Lord Byron
William Blake
George Crabbe
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John Clare
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Lord Tennyson
Emily Bronte
Christina Rossetti
Thomas Hardy
Robert Bridges
Alfred Edward Housman

Romantic Poems throughout the ages.

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Matthew Arnold

Dover Beach

The sea is calm to-night.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits;-on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!
Only, from the long line of spray
Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,
Listen! you hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
The eternal note of sadness in.

Sophocles long ago
Heard it on the Aegaean, and it brought
Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow
Of human misery; we
Find also in the sound a thought,
Hearing it by this distant northern sea.
The Sea of Faith
Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore
Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.
But now I only hear
Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,
Retreating, to the breath
Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear
And naked shingles of the world.

Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.

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