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
The Rainbow comes and goes,
And lovely is the Rose.
~ William Wordsworth
The apparition of these faces in the crowd:
Petals on a wet, black bough.
~ Ezra Pound
In A Station Of The Metro
From Nature doth emotion come, and moods
Of calmness equally are Nature's gift:
This is her glory; these two attributes
Are sister horns that constitute her strength.
~ William Wordsworth