Maxioms by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
And lilies are still lilies, pulled
By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
And lilies are still lilies, pulled
By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
Light tomorrow with today.
Light tomorrow with today.
Pray, pray, thou who also weepest,--
And the drops will slacken so;
Weep, weep--and the watch thou read more
Pray, pray, thou who also weepest,--
And the drops will slacken so;
Weep, weep--and the watch thou keepest,
With a quicker count will go.
Think,--the shadow on the dial
For the nature most undone,
Marks the passing of the trial,
Proves the presence of the sun.
A white rosebud for a guerdon.
A white rosebud for a guerdon.
Let no one till his death
Be called unhappy. Measure not the work
Until the day's out read more
Let no one till his death
Be called unhappy. Measure not the work
Until the day's out and the labour done.
