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I have to memorize a Poem that was written between the 1700 america through 1900 America and i c don't know was writing poetry around that time...i need something that is pretty famous but not famous like Hamlets "to be or not to be"...any one know of a site that would have this SPECIFIC info (i don't want a link to the poetry wiki page, i need something real) i've looked all over google and i don't see anything i like, oh and it needs to be MAYBE a page and a half long. thanks for the help guys.
 
vibrokatana said:
Hamlet is packed full of speeches, you can choose one...and die trying to memorize it. (lol)
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Hamlet isn't American. And it was before 1700.

Probably the best known American poem from that timeframe would be "The Defense of Fort McHenry" more commonly known as "The Star Spangled Banner"

Then there's the stuff by folks like Stephen Crane, Emiliy Dickensen, and Walt Whitman.

Anyways, here's a list of american poets, and their birthdates. Just find someone that lived in your time frame and have fun.
 
"Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening"

by Robert Frost


Whose woods these are I think I know,

His house is in the village, though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.



My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.



He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound’s the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.



The woods are lonely, dark, and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.
 
vibrokatana said:
look at Emily Dickinson, she has a VERY large collection that she wrote.
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Emily Dickinson, like most great poets, wasn't quite right in the head.

As you can guess, I love her work.

I Heard A Fly Buzz When I Died

I heard a fly buzz when I died;
The stillness round my form
Was like the stillness in the air
Between the heaves of storm.

The eyes beside had wrung them dry,
And breaths were gathering sure
For that last onset, when the king
Be witnessed in his power.

I willed my keepsakes, signed away
What portion of me I
Could make assignable, and then
There interposed a fly,

With blue, uncertain, stumbling buzz,
Between the light and me;
And then the windows failed, and then
I could not see to see.
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EDIT: +10 Morbid Curiosity for posting two poems about death in a row.
 
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