Stop, Christian passer-by!—Stop, child of God,And read with gentle breast. Beneath this sodA poet lies, or that which once seemed he.O, lift one thought in prayer for S. T. C.;That he who many a year with toil of breathFound death in life, may here find life in death!Mercy for praise—to be forgiven for fameHe asked, …
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;Conspiring with him how to load and blessWith fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shellsWith a sweet kernel; to set budding more,And …
Ye poets ragged and forlorn,Down from your garrets haste;Ye rhymers, dead as soon as born,Not yet consign'd to paste; I know a trick to make you thrive;O, 'tis a quaint device:Your still-born poems shall revive,And scorn to wrap up spice. Get all your verses printed fair,Then let them well be dried;And Curll must have a …
Continue reading Poetry: Swift – Advice to the Grub Street Verse-writers
O hushed October morning mild,Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;To-morrow's wind, if it be wild,Should waste them all.The crows above the forest call;To-morrow they may form and go.O hushed October morning mild,Begin the hours of this day slow,Make the day seem to us less brief.Hearts not averse to being beguiled,Beguile us in the way …
"As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn, The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!" Kipling - The Gods of the Copybook Headings
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