Maxioms by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Thy lips which spake wrong counsel, I kiss close.
Thy lips which spake wrong counsel, I kiss close.
How he sleepeth! having drunken
Weary childhood's mandragore,
From his pretty eyes have sunken
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How he sleepeth! having drunken
Weary childhood's mandragore,
From his pretty eyes have sunken
Pleasures to make room for more--
Sleeping near the withered nosegay which he pulled the day
before.
O brave poets, keep back nothing;
Nor mix falsehood with the whole!
Look up Godward! speak the read more
O brave poets, keep back nothing;
Nor mix falsehood with the whole!
Look up Godward! speak the truth in
Worthy song from earnest soul!
Hold, in high poetic duty,
Truest Truth the fairest Beauty.
At painful times, when composition is impossible and reading is not enough, grammars and dictionaries are excellent for distraction.
At painful times, when composition is impossible and reading is not enough, grammars and dictionaries are excellent for distraction.
You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my read more
You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.
