I know all about the Sphinx -
I know even what she thinks,
Staring with her stony eyes
Up forever at the skies.
For last night I dreamed that she
Told me all the mystery -
Why for aeons mute she sat:
She was just cut out for that!
The Sphinx
James Whitcomb Riley
Suggested Poems
Explore a curated selection of verses that share themes, styles, and emotional resonance with the poem you've just read.