This elegantly designed keepsake is a collection of several dozen poems by the world’s greatest poets on friendship, companionship, camaraderie, and intimacy. All aspects of friendship are best friends, dear friends, romantic friends, even fair-weather friends. The poets include Walt Whitman, Ben Jonson, Gerard Manley Hopkins, Lord Byron, Emily Dickinson, Henry David Thoreau, William Shakespeare, and Rudyard Kipling.
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A solid collection that I annotated through and found many to love the language used to describe love and friendship. Sure some may not hit as well as others but to find the gems is invaluable, to rise up the emotions out of you.
3.5 stars. This was a pretty solid volume of classic poetry. Compared to some of Sterling Publishing’s Signature Select Classics in this series (looking at you, Poems for Nighttime), this one was very good! There were some long and boring ones in here, but overall the selection was very good and accessible! It’s a good entry point to classic and romantic-era poetry if you want to get into it.
I’m not much of a classic poetry (or poetry in general) kinda gal, but I found a few poems in here that resonated with me. Overall it was a cute, quick read. I got it for free from my local B&N so I can’t be mad at it
It is what you would think it is, a small collection of classical poems by classic poets, put together for sentiment. It’s okay. I’m more of a prose person and so a lot of poetry is wasted on me, so opinions will vary, but most of the poems here didn’t speak to or for me (again, personally).
Though I write poetry from time to time, I just can't understand the classic poetry of rhyme or prose. Seems like just a bunch of words strung together that don't mean anything. The ones that rhyme did make sense though. Like to write poetry but not really read it.