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The Happy Prince

Click here to read this short story by Oscar Wilde (homework for this Friday)

The picture of Dorian Gray

by Oscar Wilde
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Sylvia Plath

Sylvia


The Tree of Life
Sometimes I dream of a tree, and the tree is my life.
One branch is the man I shall marry, and leaves my children.
Another branch is my future as a writer and each leaf is a poem.
Another branch is a glittering academic career.
But as I sit there trying to choose,
the leaves begin to turn brown and blow away
until the tree is absolutely bare.

Cilck to read and listen to Lady Lazarus (read out by Sylvia Plath)

To The Virgens, To Make Much Of Time

by Robert Herrick

GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying :
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he's to setting.

That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer ;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.

Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may go marry :
For having lost but once your prime
You may for ever tarry