Then I had only prisoners' thoughts. I awaited the daily walk which I took in the yard, or my lawyer's visit. I managed the remain...der of my time very well. I have often thought that if I was made to live in a dry tree trunk, without any other occupation but to watch the flower of the sky above my head, I would have gradually gotten used to it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Fair Hope! our earlier Heaven! by thee Young Time is taster to Eternity.... The generous wine with age grows strong, not sour, Nor need we kill thy fruit to smell thy flower. Thy golden head never hangs down Till in the lap of Love's full noon It falls and dies: Oh no, it melts away As doth the dawn into the day, As lumps of sugar lose themselves, and twine Their subtle essence with the soul of wine.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Let the great soul incarnated in some woman's form, poor and sad and single, in some Dolly or Joan, go out to service, and sweep c...hambers and scour floors, and its effulgent daybeams cannot be muffled or hid, but to sweep and scour will instantly appear supreme and beautiful actions, the top and radiance of human life, and all people will get mops and brooms; until, lo! suddenly the great soul has enshrined itself in some other form, and done some other deed, and that is now the flower and head of all living nature.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Tattoo-shops, consulates, grim head-scarfed wives; And out beyond its mortgaged half-built edges... Fast-shadowed wheat-fields, running high as hedges, Isolate villages, where removed lives Loneliness clarifies. Here silence stands Like heat. Here leaves unnoticed thicken, Hidden weeds flower....LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Where the Youth pined away with desire, And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow,... Arise from their graves and aspire, Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Ah, Sun-flower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the Sun,... Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's journey is done: Where the Youth pined away with desire, And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow Arise from their graves, and aspire Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I know what you're thinking. Did he fire six shots or only five? Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I've kinda lo...st track myself. But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off--you've got to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A girl could only see That a flower had marred a man,... But what she could not see Was that the flower might be Other than base and fetid:LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »