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What Have We Left You to Live

What Have We Left You to Live

O Rose, thou art sick. The invisible worm That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found our thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy. William Blake - The Sick Rose What Have We Left You to Live O Rose thou art sick! O nature thou...
Who Are You

Who Are You

  I’m nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there’s a pair of us — don’t tell! They’d banish us; you know! How dreary to be somebody! How public like a frog To tell one’s name the livelong day To an admiring bog!...
What If we can Do This

What If we can Do This

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in...
Free Our Souls

Free Our Souls

Stone Walls do not a Prison make, Nor Iron bars a Cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an Hermitage. If I have freedom in my Love, And in my soul am free, Angels alone that soar above, Enjoy such Liberty. Richard Lovelace - To Althea from Prison Free Our Souls...
Does It Really Matter

Does It Really Matter

Did it matter then, she asked herself, walking towards Bond Street, did it matter that she must inevitably cease completely? All this must go on without her; did she resent it; or did it not become consoling to believe that death ended absolutely? Virginia Woolf -...
Love Me Without Conditions

Love Me Without Conditions

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love...

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