Though to give timely warning and deterIs one great aim of penalty, extendThy mental vision further and ascendFar higher, else full surely shalt thou err.What is a State? The wise behold in herA creature born of time, that keeps one eyeFixed on the statutes of Eternity,To which her judgments reverently defer.Speaking through Law's dispassionate voice the StateEndues her … [Read more...] about Sonnets Upon The Punishment Of Death – In Series, 1839 – IX – Though To Give Timely Warning And Deter, By: William Wordsworth
Poems
Alone, By: Laila Brahmbhatt
Always in a hurrymy heart, still searching for him,a lost lottery ticket,sailing through the Milky Way. An extra layer of mudover the hairline-fracturedroses—aching, too, for rain. An old alarm clockcroons to the empty chairsoutside the station,shaking hands with time. This, and everything,when there is the moon—and you. … [Read more...] about Alone, By: Laila Brahmbhatt
Sonnets Upon The Punishment Of Death – In Series, 1839 – I. – Suggested By The View Of Lancaster Castle (On The Road From The South), By: William Wordsworth
This Spot, at once unfolding sight so fairOf sea and land, with yon grey towers that stillRise up as if to lord it over airMight soothe in human breasts the sense of ill,Or charm it out of memory; yea, might fillThe heart with joy and gratitude to GodFor all his bounties upon man bestowed:Why bears it then the name of "Weeping Hill"?Thousands, as toward yon old Lancastrian … [Read more...] about Sonnets Upon The Punishment Of Death – In Series, 1839 – I. – Suggested By The View Of Lancaster Castle (On The Road From The South), By: William Wordsworth
Sonnets – VII. – Said Secrecy To Cowardice And Fraud, By: William Wordsworth
Said Secrecy to Cowardice and Fraud,Falsehood and Treachery, in close council met,Deep under ground, in Pluto's cabinet,"The frost of England's pride will soon be thawed;"Hooded the open brow that overawed"Our schemes; the faith and honour, never yet"By us with hope encountered, be upset;"For once I burst my bands, and cry, applaud!"Then whispered she, "The Bill is carrying … [Read more...] about Sonnets – VII. – Said Secrecy To Cowardice And Fraud, By: William Wordsworth
Sonnets – VI. – To…, By: William Wordsworth
"Miss not the occasion: by the forelock takeThat subtile Power, the never-halting Time,Lest a mere moment's putting-off should makeMischance almost as heavy as a crime." "Wait, prithee, wait!" this answer Lesbia threwForth to her Dove, and took no further heed;Her eye was busy, while her fingers flewAcross the harp, with soul-engrossing speed;But from that bondage when her … [Read more...] about Sonnets – VI. – To…, By: William Wordsworth