Author: Henry David Thoreau (219.82.40.---)
Date: 10-10-05 01:06
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As things are, and as fundamentally they must always be, poetry is not a career, but a mug's game. No honest poet can ever
feel quite sure of the permanent value of what he has written: He may have wasted his time and messed up his life for
T. S. EliotThere is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear.
Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits,
When I am sometime absent from thy heart,
Thy beauty, and thy years full well befits,
For still temptation follows where thou art.
Gentle thou art, and therefore to be won,
Beauteous thou art, therefore to be assail'd;
And when a woman woos, what woman's son
Will sourly leave her till he have prevail'd?
Ay me! but yet thou mightst my seat forbear,
And chide thy beauty and thy straying youth,
Who lead thee in their riot even there
Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth:--
Hers by thy beauty tempting her to thee,
Thine by thy beauty being false to me.
Religion: St. Augustine Quotes
For what is faith unless it is to believe what you do not see?