"Hear me," he said to the white commander. "I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. Our chiefs are dead; the little children are fre...ezing. My people have no blankets, no food. From where the sun stands, I will fight no more forever."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The world is everything that happens to Be true. The stars at night seem to suggest... The shapes of what might be. If it were best, Even, to have it there (such a great bear! All hung with stars!), there still would be no bear.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands.... Curtsied when you have and kissed The wild waves whist, Foot it featly here and there; And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Since the quarrel Will bear no color for the thing he is,... Fashion it thus: that what he is, augmented, Would run to these and these extremities.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »