Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Come Live With Me

Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove.

~ Christopher Marlowe

Painting: A Shepherd Teaching A Shepherdess To Play The Flute by Luigi Dominique Soldini

There Is No Time Like Spring

There is no time like Spring,
When life's alive in everything.

~ Christina Rossetti

Painting: Spring by John Collier


Nothing is so beautiful as Spring.

~ Gerard Manley Hopkins

Monday, March 30, 2015

Splendour In The Grass

What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind.

~ William Wordsworth

I Want To Do With You

I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.

~ Pablo Neruda

Sunday, March 29, 2015

The Darling Buds Of May

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.

~ William Shakespeare

If I Should Kiss Thee

Methinks if I should kiss thee, no control
Within the thrilling brain could keep afloat
The subtle spirit. Even while I spoke,
The bare word "kiss" hath made my inner soul
To tremble like a lute string, ere the note
Hath melted in the silence that it broke.

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson

Painting: Bianca by William Holman Hunt

Saturday, March 28, 2015

A Leaf Of Grass

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.

~ Walt Whitman

My Heart Is Like An Apple-Tree

My heart is like an apple-tree
Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit.

~ Christina Rossetti

Friday, March 27, 2015

Half Light, Half Shade

Half light, half shade,
She stood, a sight to make an old man young.

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson

Painting: Woman In Shade by Brook Tate

The Birds Around Me

The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure: -
But the least motion which they made,
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.

~ William Wordsworth

Thursday, March 26, 2015

A Thing Of Beauty

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.

~ John Keats

Painting: The Rose Bower by Hans Zatzka

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

A Host Of Golden Daffodils

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

~ William Wordsworth

If You Have Looked At A Rose

إن نظرتَ إلى وردةٍ دون أن توجعكْ
وفرحتَ بها، قل لقلبك: شكراً
~ محمود درويش

If you have looked at a rose without it causing you pain,
and you have rejoiced in it, say to your heart: Thank you!
~ Mahmoud Darwish

Monday, March 23, 2015

Meadow, Grove, And Stream

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore; -
Turn wheresoe'er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.

~ William Wordsworth


There was never yet fair woman but she made mouths in a glass.

~ William Shakespeare

Painting: Vanity - Attributed to Daniel Maclise

Madame Sosostris

Madame Sosostris, famous clairvoyante,
Had a bad cold, nevertheless
Is known to be the wisest woman in Europe,
With a wicked pack of cards.

~ T. S. Eliot

Photo: The Fortune Teller 1933 by George Brassai

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Infinite Beauty

Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty, if only we have the eyes to see them.

~ John Ruskin


Beauty itself doth of itself persuade
The eyes of men without an orator.

~ William Shakespeare

Photo: Marilyn Monroe looking at a flower - 1957

What Isn't In Beauty?

What isn't in beauty? No that's but a snare,
They're foul enough today, that once were fair.

~ Anne Bradstreet

Drawing: All Is Vanity by Charles Allan Gilbert

Friday, March 20, 2015

Ways Of Love Are Never New

And if my heart be scarred and burned,
The safer, I, for all I learned;
The calmer, I, to see it true
That ways of love are never new.

~ Dorothy Parker

Lose Something Every Day

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

~ Elizabeth Bishop

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Cuckoo, Jug-Jug

Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to witta-woo!
Spring, the sweet spring!

~ Thomas Nashe

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

If Thou Must Love Me

If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only.

~ Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Painting: The Happy Lovers by Gustave Courbet

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Love Fire

Love is a spirit all compact of fire,
Not gross to sink, but light, and will aspire.

~ William Shakespeare


sweet spring is your
time is my time is our
time for springtime is lovetime
and viva sweet love

~ E. E. Cummings

Painting: Spring by Francois Boucher

Sunshine After Rain

Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.

~ William Shakespeare

Monday, March 16, 2015

In Just-Spring

in Just-spring

when the world is mud-luscious ...

when the world is puddle-wonderful.

~ E. E. Cummings

Saturday, March 14, 2015

What Is All This Juice?

What is all this juice and all this joy?

~ Gerard Manley Hopkins

Friday, March 13, 2015

Nothing Is So Beautiful As Spring

Nothing is so beautiful as Spring.

~ Gerard Manley Hopkins

Thursday, March 12, 2015

Be As A Tower

Be as a tower, that, firmly set,
Shakes not its top for any blast that blows!

~ Dante Alighieri

Photo: The Tower of Babel red rock formation in the Garden of the Gods park in Colorado.

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Break, Break, Break

Break, break, break,
On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson

The Gate Of Hell

Abandon all hope ye who enter here.

~ Dante Alighieri

Illustration: Dante and Virgil at the Gate of Hell by Gustave Doré

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Flower Of Sweetest Smell

The flower of sweetest smell is shy and lowly.

~ William Wordsworth

Sunday, March 08, 2015

Love Is A Springtime Plant

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.

~ Gustave Flaubert

Friday, March 06, 2015

Just Simply Alive

Just simply alive,
Both of us, I
And the poppy.

~ Issa

Thursday, March 05, 2015

Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Bat!

Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!
How I wonder what you're at!
Up above the world you fly,
Like a tea tray in the sky.

~ Lewis Carroll

Wednesday, March 04, 2015

The Grandeur Of The Forest-Tree

And so the grandeur of the Forest-tree
Comes not by casting in a formal mould,
But from its own divine vitality.

~ William Wordsworth

Hail To Thee, Blithe Spirit!

Hail to thee, blithe spirit!
Bird thou never wert -
That from heaven or near it
Pourest thy full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

Spring Has Returned

Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke

Tuesday, March 03, 2015

Oh The Innocent Girl

Oh the innocent girl
in her maiden teens
knows perfectly well
what everything means.

~ D. H. Lawrence

Painting: Ophelia by Pierre-Auguste Cot

Sunday, March 01, 2015

To Sit In The Shade

To sit in the shade on a fine day, and look upon verdure, is the most perfect refreshment.

~ Jane Austen

Painting: Woman Seated Beneath A Tree by Merry-Joseph Blondel