Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,
Time held me green and dying
Though I sang in my chains like the sea.
~ Dylan Thomas
Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,
Time held me green and dying
Though I sang in my chains like the sea.
~ Dylan Thomas
When from our better selves we have too long
Been parted by the hurrying world, and droop,
Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired,
How gracious, how benign, is Solitude.
~ William Wordsworth
Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
~ William Wordsworth
Not from without us, only from within,
Comes or can ever come upon us light
Whereby the soul keeps ever truth in sight.
~ Algernon Charles Swinburne