She dotes on poetry, sir. She adores it; I may say that her whole soul and mind are wound up, and entwined with it. She has produced some delightful pieces, herself, sir. You may have met with her 'Ode to an Expiring Frog, ' sir.
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Charles Dickens
This is an ode to life. The anthem of the world. For as there are billionsof different stars thatmake up the skyso, too, are there billions of different humans thatmake up the Earth.Some shine brighter but all are made ofthe same cosmic dust. O the...
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Kamand Kojouri
Pay to go inside Neruda's home A body lies there with no dome. But right there in the front hall Lean a fairy against the icy wall. Oh Endless enigmas had the bard! Nice and large and calm backyard Ends In the middle of a...
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Ana Claudia Antunes
I am moved by the multitudes of your intelligence and sometimes, returning, I become the sea– in love with your speed, your heaviness and breath.
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Frank OHara
My Love wakes in a puddle of sunlight. Her hands asleep beside her. Her hair draped on the lawnlike a mantle of cloth. I give her my lifefor our love is whole I sing her beauty in my soul.
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Roman Payne
More Quotes By Henry Austin Dobson
Time goes, you say? Ah no! Alas, Time stays, we go; Or else, were this not so, What need to chain the hours, For Youth were always ours? Time goes, you say?-ah no! Ours is the eyes' deceit Of men whose flying feet Lead through...
Time goes you say? Ah no! Alas Time stays we go.
Love comes unseen we only see it go.
Time goes, you say? Ah, no! alas, time stays, we go.
What ye have been ye still shall be, When we are dust the dust among, O yellow flowers!
