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Loud without the wind was roaring

© Emily Jane Brontë

"It was spring, and the skylark was singing:"
Those words they awakened a spell;
They unlocked a deep fountain, whose springing,
Nor absence, nor distance can quell.

the two hands of me make inimical gestures
that only long after betray the one tunethough they have the same taste in throats
they go to their crime disgusted with kinshipthe right has to act as if crazy for order
the left as a dawdler dangling by wateron sundays they plan suicides for each other

Experience

© Jane Taylor

--A COSTLY good ; that none e'er bought or sold
For gem, or pearl, or miser's store, twice told :
Save certain watery pearls, possessed by all,
Which, one by one, may buy it as they fall.
Of these, though precious, few will not suffice,
So slow the traffic, and so large the price !

i'm going to give up loving you

© Rg Gregory

i'm going to give up loving you
i'm going to hate you instead
living's so difficult difficult baby
hating's like staying in bed

Abolition Of Slavery In The District Of Columbia, 1862

© John Greenleaf Whittier

When first I saw our banner wave

Above the nation's council-hall,

we say

© Rg Gregory

we say blame the teachers
don't we send our young to school
to be taught the simple rules
for decent public-spirited behaviour

Of The Nature Of Things: Book I - Part 01 - Proem

© Lucretius

Mother of Rome, delight of Gods and men,

Dear Venus that beneath the gliding stars

Eclogue the Third Abra

© William Taylor Collins

SCENE, a forest TIME, the Evening

In Georgia's land, where Tefflis' towers are seen,

equanimity

© Rg Gregory

october stops the pretence
that somehow summer
should still be loitering around
it walks through the garden

a readers de profundis

© Rg Gregory

in my reading of the moment i have learned
the figure next to christ in da vincis last supper
(a painting i have actually seen in a milan church
fragilely restored) is a woman an honour earned
by mary magdalene who (according to research)
turns out to be christs wife hang on what a whopper

The Grave

© Robert Blair

While some affect the sun, and some the shade,
Some flee the city, some the hermitage;
Their aims as various, as the roads they take
In journeying through life;the task be mine,

The Bell

© Alfred Noyes

_Mother, Oh, mother, the Bell rings true!--
You were all that I had!--Oh, mother, my mother!--
With the land and the Bell it is well. Is it well,
Is it well with the heart that had you and none other?_

The Spartans At Thermopylae

© Richard Monckton Milnes

No parleying with themselves, no pausing thought
Of worse or better consequence, was there,
Their business was to do what Spartans ought,
Sparta's chaste honour was their only care.

the rest home

© Rg Gregory

professor piebald
(the oldest man in the home) was meek
at the same time ribald
he clothed his matter (so to speak)

thirteeners

© Rg Gregory

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if you want a revolution attack
symbols not systems - the simple forms
that (blithely) give the truth away
tying down millions to their terms
quietly with no one answering back

Oxford

OVER, the four long years! And now there rings
One voice of freedom and regret: Farewell!
Now old remembrance sorrows, and now sings:
But song from sorrow, now, I cannot tell.

thought for the ordinary

© Rg Gregory

be moved by your own time
but move it too
the sun hasn't all the answers
it can be made to listen to you

Young Blood

"But, sir," I said, "they tell me the man is like to die!" The Canon shook his head indulgently. "Young blood, Cousin," he boomed. "Young blood! Youth will be served!"
-- D'Hermonville's Fabliaux.
He woke up with a sick taste in his mouth
And lay there heavily, while dancing motes