Quotes

11 November 2014

The truest poetry is the most feigning.

11 November 2014

A great cause of the night is lack of the sun.

11 November 2014

My father compounded with my mother under the Dragon's tail, and my nativity was under Ursa Major, so that it follows, I am rough and lecherous. Tut, I should have been that I am, had the maidenliest star in the firmament twinkled on my bastardizing.

11 November 2014

The quality of mercy is not strained. It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest: It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes. 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest. It becomes The thronèd monarch better than his crown.

11 November 2014

Go bind thou up young dangling apricots Which, like unruly children, make their sire Stoop with oppression of their prodigal weight. Give some supportance to the bending twigs. Go thou, and like an executioner Cut off the heads of too-fast-growing sprays That look too lofty in our commonwealth. All must be even in our government. You thus employed, I will go root away The noisome weeds which without profit suck The soil's fertility from wholesome flowers.

11 November 2014

Kindness, nobler ever than revenge.

11 November 2014

This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here.

11 November 2014

Happy thou art not, For what thou hast not, still thou striv'st to get, And what thou hast, forget'st.

11 November 2014

The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept.

11 November 2014

Sweet peace conduct his sweet soul to the bosom Of good old Abraham!

Delivering Poems Around The World

Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...

8/4/2021 1:20:54 PM # 1.0.0.669