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Man hath still either toys or care:
But hath no root, nor to one place is tied,
But ever restless and...
And yet, as angels in some brighter dreams
Call to the soul when man doth sleep,
So some strange thoughts...
Then bless thy secret growth, nor catch
At noise, but thrive unseen and dumb;
Keep clean, be as fruit, earn...
Man is the shuttle, to whose winding quest
And passage through these looms
God order'd motion, but ordain'd no...
They are all gone into the world of light,
And I alone sit lingering here.
The only way out is the way through, just as you cannot escape from death except by dying. Being unable to write, you...
Obvious enough that generalities work to protect the mind from the great outdoors; is it possible that this was in...
I've never read a political poem that's accomplished anything. Poetry makes things happen, but rarely what the poet...
For a Jewish Puritan of the middle class, the novel is serious, the novel is work, the novel is conscientious...
The secrets of success are a good wife and a steady job. My wife told me.
Source:...
[W]hen you leave school finally you will find that life is a game, sometimes serious, sometimes fun, but a game that...
Women never have young minds. They were born three thousand years old.
Source: A...
''There aren't enough secrets to go round anymore. Some spies are having to invent secrets in order to earn a...
Why don't you learn from my mistakes? It takes half your life to learn from your own.
The only consolation I can find in your immediate presence is your ultimate absence.
Fourteen-year-old, why must you giggle and dote,
Fourteen-year-old, why are you such a goat?
I'm fourteen years...
I'm sorry to say my dear wife is a dreamer,
And as she dreams she gets paler and leaner.
Then be off to your...
Marred pleasure's best, shadow makes the sun strong.
Source: The Queen and the...
The Englishwoman is so refined
She has no bosom and no behind.
Source: This...
Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not...