Tiger, tiger, burning bright: W.B.
Under a spreading chestnut tree: H.W.L.
Half a league, half a league: Lord A.T.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves: L.C.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood: R.F.
If you can keep your head when all about you: R.K.
There are strange things done in the midnight sun: R.S.
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree: W.B.Y.
Do not go gentle into that good night: D.T.
ANSWERS:
In the forests of the night: William Blake.
The village smithy stands: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Half a league onward: Alfred Tennyson
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: Lewis Carroll
And sorry I could not travel both: Robert Frost
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you: Rudyard Kipling
By the men who moil for gold: Robert Service
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: William Butler Yeats
Old age should burn and rave at close of day: Dylan Thomas
MovieStyle on 11/20/2015