So fair, so sweet, withal so sensitive,Would that the little Flowers were born to live,Conscious of half the pleasure which they give; That to this mountain-daisy's self were knownThe beauty of its star-shaped shadow, thrownOn the smooth surface of this naked stone! And what if hence a bold desire should mountHigh as the Sun, that he could take accountOf all that issues … [Read more...] about So Fair, So Sweet, Withal So Sensitive, By: William Wordsworth
I Hope I Never Fall, By: Paul White
I hopeI can cling to the factThat all I have is real.I feelThat to forget thisWould point to my undoing.PursuingAll my hopes and dreamsGives me great comfort here,And hereI can be wholly sureOf all that gives me hope. Thus,Not in a critical wayCan I come to a conclusionFrom my mind meanderingI see through the illusionOf the clouds that promiseTo catch meFrom my ill fated … [Read more...] about I Hope I Never Fall, By: Paul White
Six Months To Six Years Added He Remained, By: WIlliam Wordsworth
Six months to six years added he remainedUpon this sinful earth, by sin unstained:O blessed Lord! whose mercy then removedA Child whom every eye that looked on loved;Support us, teach us calmly to resignWhat we possessed, and now is wholly thine! … [Read more...] about Six Months To Six Years Added He Remained, By: WIlliam Wordsworth
Simon Lee: The Old Huntsman, By: William Wordsworth
With an incident in which he was concernedIn the sweet shire of Cardigan,Not far from pleasant Ivor-hall,An old Man dwells, a little man,'Tis said he once was tall.For five-and-thirty years he livedA running huntsman merry;And still the centre of his cheekIs red as a ripe cherry.No man like him the horn could sound,And hill and valley rang with gleeWhen Echo bandied, round and … [Read more...] about Simon Lee: The Old Huntsman, By: William Wordsworth
Reading Wisdom, By: Geoffrey Heptonstall
Reading age-old wisdomis new wine in an old bottlepoured by the hands of mercythat opens another door,one that was never there,and all was a blank wall. The pages are as virgin snow.When there are footnotes to follow.the metaphors are arrestingeven in their antiquity.The sun and stars are favouredwhen the moon rests its case,and the snow falls on summer lawns,a sure sign of … [Read more...] about Reading Wisdom, By: Geoffrey Heptonstall




