But if at the Church they would give us some Ale. And a pleasant fire, our souls to regale; We’d sing and we’d pray, all the live-long day; Nor ever once wish from the Church to stray, (“The Little Vagabond”)
Poetry Quotes
Nycilla dyes her locks, ’tis said, but ’tis foul aspersion; She buys them black, they therefore need no subsequent immersion.
“The worst is yet to come:” So wail the doubters glum, But here’s the better view; “My best I’ve yet to do.” The worst some always fear; To-morrow holds no cheer, Yet farther on life’s lane Are joys you shall attain. Go forward bravely, then, And play your part as men, For this is ever […]
The world of fools has such a store – That he who would not see an ass – Must bide at home, and bolt his door, And break his looking – glass.
All of the arts, poetry, music, ritual, the visible arts, the theater, must singly and together create the most comprehensive art of all, a humanized society, and its masterpiece, free man.
Cider, I will not sip, It shall not pass my lip, Because it has made drunkards by the score. The Apples I will eat, But cider, hard or sweet, I will not touch, or taste, or handle more. (“A Child’s Vow”)
