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Proud of My Broken Heart
Emily Dickinson
To Celia
Benjamin Johnson
If
Rudyard Kipling
The Meaning of Success
Ralph Waldo Emerson
You're the Result of Yourself
Pablo Neruda
The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost
For the World Is Hollow...
William Ames
The Dance
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Recommendation
Thich Nhat Hanh
The Philosopher
Sara Teasdale
The Philosopher
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Monday's Child
Mother Goose
Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night
Dylan Thomas

Indonesian

Anak Laut
Asrul Sani
Awan
Sanusi Pane
Padamu Jua
Amir Hamzah
Do'a
Chairil Anwar
Kepercayaan
M. Poppy Hutagalung
Aku Ingin
Sapardi Djoko Damono
Hujan Bulan Juni
Sapardi Djoko Damono
Dalam Diriku
Sapardi Djoko Damono
Berjalan ke Barat
Sapardi Djoko Damono

Translated

Gacela of Desperate Love
Federico Garcia Lorca
Shut Up
Marguerite Burnat-Provins

Song: To Celia

Benjamin Johnson


Drink to me only with thine eyes
And I will pledge with mine.
Or leave a kiss within the cup
And I'll not ask for wine.
The thirst that from the soul doth rise
Doth ask a drink divine;
But might I of Jove's nectar sip,
I would not change for thine.

I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
Not so much honouring thee
As giving it a hope, that there
It could not withered be;
But thou thereon did'st only breathe,
And sent'st it back to me,
Since when it grows and smells, I swear
Not of itself, but thee.



(This poem is made into a song of the title "Drink to Me Only with Thine Eyes",
sung by Barry Taylor.)