Author: sue (---.nas16.kansas-city2.mo.us.da.qwest.net)
Date: 01-07-06 15:19
The former post was off topic and was thus removed as it was a violation of our
Great Books & Classics spirit. We are migrating to
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and booksliterature.com Great Books forums.
Please respect that these are Great Books sites, and we prefer posts along the following
I am interested in ideas, not merely in visual products.
Mortal lovers must not try to remain at the first step; for lasting passion is the dream of a harlot and from it we wake in
C. S. Lewis, \'The Pilgrim\'s Regress\'
Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion\'s paws,
And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;
Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger\'s jaws,
And burn the long-liv\'d phoenix, in her blood;
Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleets,
And do whate\'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,
To the wide world and all her fading sweets;
But I forbid thee one most heinous crime:
O! carve not with thy hours my love\'s fair brow,
Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen;
Him in thy course untainted do allow
For beauty\'s pattern to succeeding men.
Yet, do thy worst old Time: despite thy wrong,
My love shall in my verse ever live young.
Where art thou Muse that thou forget\'st so long,
To speak of that which gives thee all thy might?
Spend\'st thou thy fury on some worthless song,
Darkening thy power to lend base subjects light?
Return forgetful Muse, and straight redeem,
In gentle numbers time so idly spent;
Sing to the ear that doth thy lays esteem
And gives thy pen both skill and argument.
Rise, resty Muse, my love\'s sweet face survey,
If Time have any wrinkle graven there;
If any, be a satire to decay,
And make time\'s spoils despised every where.
Give my love fame faster than Time wastes life,
So thou prevent\'st his scythe and crooked knife.