The Poem Reader

May 6 • 2M by Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936) Open in playerListen on ); Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade. For lovers of language. Every week a new poem read aloud. Subtitled"Hal o' the Draft" -- Puck of Pook's Hill. If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet, Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street; Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.

Apr 29 • 2M By Samuel Johnson (1709-1784) Open in playerListen on ); Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade. For lovers of language. Every week a new poem read aloud. No more thus brooding o'er yon heap, With avarice painful vigils keep: Still unenjoy'd the present store, Still endless sighs are breathed for more. O! quit the shadow, catch the prize, Which not all India's treasure buys! To purchase with heaven has gold the power? Can gold remove the mortal hour?

Apr 23 • 0M John Wilmot, 2nd Earl of Rochester Open in playerListen on ); Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade. For lovers of language. Every week a new poem read aloud. ‘Tis not that I am weary grown Of being yours, and yours alone, But with what face can I incline To damn you to be only mine? You, whom some kinder power did fashion By merit and by inclination The joy at least of a whole nation.

Open in playerListen on ); Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade. For lovers of language. Every week a new poem read aloud. Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode, The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road. A reeling road, a rolling road, that rambles round the shire, And after him the parson ran, the sexton and the squire; A merry road, a mazy road, and such as we did tread The night we went to Birmingham by way of Beachy Head.

Mar 25 • 2M By Edward Lear (1812-1888) Open in playerListen on ); Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade. For lovers of language. Every week a new poem read aloud. The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat: They took some honey, and plenty of money Wrapped up in a five-pound note.

Mar 11 • 1M By EDGAR ALLAN POE (1809-1849) Open in playerListen on ); Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade. For lovers of language. Every week a new poem read aloud.

Mar 4 • 4M By Jorge Luis Borges (1899-1986) Open in playerListen on ); Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade. For lovers of language. Every week a new poem read aloud. I The useless dawn finds me in a deserted street- corner; I have outlived the night. Nights are proud waves; darkblue topheavy waves laden with all the hues of deep spoil, laden with things unlikely and desirable.

Feb 25 • 1M BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON (1850-1894) Open in playerListen on ); Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade. For lovers of language. Every week a new poem read aloud. I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me, And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head; And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

Feb 18 • 2M By Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953) Open in playerListen on ); Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade. For lovers of language. Every week a new poem read aloud. Matilda told such Dreadful Lies, It made one Gasp and Stretch one's Eyes; Her Aunt, who, from her Earliest Youth, Had kept a Strict Regard for Truth, Attempted to Believe Matilda: The effort very nearly killed her, And would have done so, had not She Discovered this Infirmity.

Feb 11 • 3M By TS Eliot (1888-1965) Open in playerListen on ); Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade. For lovers of language. Every week a new poem read aloud. Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw— For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law.