Archive for the ‘Literature’ Category
Wednesday, December 3rd, 2008
Renouncement I must not think of thee; and, tired yet strong, I shun the love that lurks in all delight-- The love of thee--and in the blue heaven's height, And in the ...
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Wednesday, October 29th, 2008
I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert ... Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered ...
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Tuesday, September 23rd, 2008
Girls are simply the prettiest things My cat and I believe And we’re always saddened When it’s time for them to leave. We watch them titivating (that often takes a while) And though they keep us waiting My cat & I ...
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Wednesday, August 13th, 2008
Ted Hughes, The Horses I climbed through woods in the hour-before-dawn dark. Evil air, a frost-making stillness, Not a leaf, not a bird - A world cast in frost. I came out above the wood ...
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Saturday, July 12th, 2008
THE GOLDEN JOURNEY TO SAMARKAND PROLOGUE I We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die, ...
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Sunday, June 15th, 2008
Walking around in the park Should feel better than work: The lake, the sunshine, The grass to lie on, Blurred playground noises Beyond black-stockinged nurses - ...
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Sunday, June 1st, 2008
"Of course I was drugged, and so heavily I did not regain consciousness until the next morning. I was horrified to discover that I had been ruined, and for some days I was inconsolable, ...
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Monday, May 26th, 2008
So we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. For the sword outwears its ...
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Sunday, May 18th, 2008
They shut the road through the woods Seventy years ago. Weather and rain have undone it again, And now you would never know There was once a road through ...
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Sunday, April 27th, 2008
A Subaltern's Love Song Miss J. Hunter Dunn, Miss J. Hunter Dunn, Furnish'd and burnish'd by Aldershot sun, What strenuous singles we played after tea, We in the tournament - you against ...
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