A Thing Of Beauty

 A Thing Of Beauty - From Endymion by John Keats - Read by Gary Watson

The Wideness Of The Sea

Oh, ye! who have your eyeballs vexed and tired,
Feast them upon the wideness of the Sea.

~ John Keats

There Was A Time

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

I Chatter, Chatter, As I Flow

I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on for ever.

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson
From The Brook

Spots Of Time

There are in our existence spots of time,
That with distinct pre-eminence retain
A renovating virtue, whence, depressed
By false opinion and contentious thought,
Or aught of heavier or more deadly weight,
In trivial occupations, and the round
Of ordinary intercourse, our minds
Are nourished and invisibly repaired;
A virtue, by which pleasure is enhanced,
That penetrates, enables us to mount,
When high, more high, and lifts us up when fallen.

~ William Wordsworth

There Is No Frigate Like A Book

There is no Frigate like a Book
To take us Lands away
Nor any Coursers like a Page
Of prancing Poetry –
This Traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of Toll –
How frugal is the Chariot
That bears a Human Soul.

~ Emily Dickinson

Spots Of Time

There are in our existence spots of time,
That with distinct pre-eminence retain
A renovating virtue, whence, depressed
By false opinion and contentious thought,
Or aught of heavier or more deadly weight,
In trivial occupations, and the round
Of ordinary intercourse, our minds
Are nourished and invisibly repaired;
A virtue, by which pleasure is enhanced,
That penetrates, enables us to mount,
When high, more high, and lifts us up when fallen.

~ William Wordsworth

I Chatter, Chatter, As I Flow

I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on for ever.

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson
From The Brook

Time Present and Time Past

Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.

~ T. S. Eliot