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The Mighty Dead

Remember

Read by Rosamund Pike
Remember - Christina Rossetti - Read by Rosamund Pike
The Mighty Dead
Sonnet 130: My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun - William Shakespeare - Read by Daniel Radcliffe
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Day Moon - Roger Robinson
Special Collection

The Shakespeare 400 Collection contains recordings of twenty sonnets read by ten major poets. Each poet has chosen a favourite sonnet by Shakespeare and, inspired by that sonnet, has written a new sonnet of their own. Celebrating the work of William Shakespeare on…

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5 poems available

Morley conjures a marvellous sense of nature as intimacy, something precise yet loaded and of immense importance to us. George Szirtes

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6 poems available

All books are merely delayed dust. - George Elliott Clarke

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2 poems available

I write because my ink must flow like blood. The written must be spoken. Patience Agbabi

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Gerard Benson

B. 1931 D. 2014

5 poems available

Gerard Benson's poetry transfigures the ordinary and leaves an aftertaste of mystery in the mind.Michael Glover, The Independent

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Frederick Tuckerman

B. 1821 D. 1873

1 poem available

Nor can I drop my lids, nor shade my brows, but there he stands beside the lifted sash. - Frederick Tuckerman 'An Upper Chamber In A Darkened House'

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George Meredith

B. 1828 D. 1909

1 poem available

Around the ancient track march'd, rank on rank, the army of unalterable law. - George Meredith 'Lucifer In Starlight'

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W. H. Davies

B. 1871 D. 1940

1 poem available

And I could see that child's one eye which seemed to laugh, and say with glee: 'what caused my death you'll never know, perhaps my mother murdered me.' - W.H. Davies - 'The Inquest'

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Thomas Gray

B. 1716 D. 1771

1 poem available

The Curfew tolls the knell of parting day, the lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea - Thomas Gray, 'Elegy written in a county church yard'

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