Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Happiness


Fix'd to no spot is Happiness sincere;
'Tis nowhere to be found, or ev'rywhere;
'Tis never to be bought, but always free.

~ Alexander Pope

Sunday, January 29, 2017

O Frabjous Day!


O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
He chortled in his joy.

~ Lewis Carroll

Saturday, January 28, 2017

There's Joy In The Mountains


There's joy in the mountains;
There's life in the fountains.

~ William Wordsworth

Friday, January 27, 2017

He That Dares Not Grasp The Thorn


But he that dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose.

~ Anne Bronte

Thursday, January 26, 2017

Solitude


Solitude is for me a fount of healing which makes my life worth living. Talking is often a torment for me, and I need many days of silence to recover from the futility of words.

~ Carl Jung

Photo: Carl Jung Sitting on Stone Wall Overlooking Lake Zurich - 1949

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

The Mountain At A Given Distance


The mountain at a given distance
In amber lies;
Approached, the amber flits a little, –
And that's the skies!

~ Emily Dickinson

How Like The Sea


How like the sea, the myriad-minded sea,
Is this large love of ours: so vast, so deep,
So full of mysteries!

~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Sunday, January 22, 2017

From Hour To Hour


And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe,
And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot;
And thereby hangs a tale.

~ William Shakespeare

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Time Conquers All


Time conquers all, and we must Time obey.

~ Alexander Pope

Friday, January 20, 2017

Leave Me, O Love


Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust;
And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things;
Grow rich in that which never taketh rust;
Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings.

~ Sir Philip Sidney

Painting: Sir Philip Sidney (after Isaac Oliver) by George Knapton

Thursday, January 19, 2017

The Green Grass


The green grass floweth like a stream
Into the ocean's blue.

~ James Russell Lowell

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Any Man That Walks The Mead


But any man that walks the mead,
In bud or blade, or bloom, may find,
According as his humours lead,
A meaning suited to his mind.

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

A Boy's Will


A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The Sounding Cataract


The sounding cataract
Haunted me like a passion.

~ William Wordsworth

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Wandering The Fields


I find more pleasure in wandering the fields than in musing among my silent neighbours who are insensible to everything but toiling and talking of it and that to no purpose.

~ John Clare

We Are Led To Believe A Lie


We are led to believe a Lie
When we see not through the Eye.

~ William Blake

Graffiti Artwork by Mogul

Saturday, January 14, 2017

The Sun Himself


And see – the Sun himself! – on wings
Of glory up the East he springs.

~ Thomas Moore

My Love-Ship


O skies, be calm! O winds, blow free!
Blow all my ships safe home to me;
But if thou sendest some a-wrack
To never more come sailing back,
Send any – all that skim the sea,
But bring my love-ship home to me.

~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Friday, January 13, 2017

I Sleep With Thee


I sleep with thee, and wake with thee,
And yet thou art not there;
I fill my arms with thoughts of thee,
And press the common air.

~ John Clare

A Lonely Cab-Horse


And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.

~ T. S. Eliot

Thursday, January 12, 2017

The Snow


The snow doesn't give a soft white
damn whom it touches.

~ E. E. Cummings

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Through The Sunset Of Hope


Through the sunset of hope,
Like the shapes of a dream,
What Paradise islands of glory gleam!

~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

The Air Bites Shrewdly


The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold.

~ William Shakespeare

Photo: A freezing man at a Syrian refugee camp.

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

The Truest Greatness


The truest greatness lies in being kind,
The truest wisdom in a happy mind.

~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Photo: Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Monday, January 09, 2017

Hope


Hope springs eternal in the human breast:
Man never is, but always to be blest.

~ Alexander Pope

Sunday, January 08, 2017

Fling Flowers


Fling flowers beneath the footsteps
Of the bride;
Fling flowers before the bridegroom
At her side.

~ Christina Rossetti

The Wild Duck Startles


The wild duck startles like a sudden thought.

~ John Clare

Saturday, January 07, 2017

Lady Of The Mere


Lady of the Mere
Sole-sitting by the shores of old Romance.

~ William Wordsworth

In A Dark Time


In a dark time, the eye begins to see.

~ Theodore Roethke

The Day


The day shall not be up so soon as I,
To try the fair adventure of tomorrow.

~ William Shakespeare

Friday, January 06, 2017

A Little Snow


A little snow, tumbled about,
Anon becomes a mountain.

~ William Shakespeare

Thursday, January 05, 2017

Poetry


Poetry has been to me its own exceeding great reward. It has soothed my afflictions; it has multiplied and refined my enjoyments; it has endeared solitude; and it has given me the habit of wishing to discover the good and the beautiful in all that meets and surrounds me.

~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Painting: Samuel Taylor Coleridge - aged 42 - by Washington Allston - Engraved by Samuel Cousins

Your Eyes Of Mourning


My soul is born on the shore of your eyes of mourning.
In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begin.

~ Pablo Neruda

Tuesday, January 03, 2017

That Alluring Fruit


To satisfy the sharp desire I had
Of tasting those fair apples, I resolved
Not to defer; hunger and thirst at once
Powerful persuaders, quickened at the scent
Of that alluring fruit, urged me so keen.

~ John Milton

Monday, January 02, 2017

The Stilly Murmur Of The Distant Sea


The stilly murmur of the distant Sea
Tells us of silence.

~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Sunday, January 01, 2017

Our Foster-Nurse Of Nature Is Repose


Our foster-nurse of nature is repose.

~ William Shakespeare

I Am Larger, Better Than I Thought


I am larger, better than I thought,
I did not know I held so much goodness.

~ Walt Whitman