When I Have Fears
When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in charactery, Hold like rich garners the full...
When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in charactery, Hold like rich garners the full...
The well was dry beside the door, And so we went with pail and can Across the fields behind the house To seek the brook if still it ran; Not...
I am in love with high far-seeing places That look on plains half-sunlight and half-storm, In love with hours when from the circling faces Veils pass, and laughing fellowship...
Read MoreTo be able to see every side of every question; To be on every side, to be everything, to be nothing long; To pervert truth, to ride it...
Read MoreLord Gabriel, wilt thou not rejoice When at last a little boy’s Cheek lies heavy as a rose, And his eyelids close?...
Read MoreThe little white prayers Of Elspeth Fry Float up the arches Into the sky. A little black bird On the belfry high Pecks at them As they go by. Frances Shaw...