When I had journeyed half of our life's way,
I found myself within a shadowed forest,
for I had lost the path that does not stray.
When I had journeyed half of our life's way,
I found myself within a shadowed forest,
for I had lost the path that does not stray.
troof be told wrote:
"There once was a girl from Nantucket"
A girl?
They say that in war
That truth
Be the first casualty
-Zacharias De La Rocha
RAGE: Sing, Goddess, Achilles' rage,
Black and murderous, that cost the Greeks
Incalculable pain, pitched countless souls
Of heroes into Hades' dark,
And left their bodies to rot as feasts
For dogs and birds, as Zeus' will was done.
-Illiad (Lombardo)
I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
Today is your birthday! Today you are you!...There is no one alive that is you-er than you!
malmo wrote:
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary
This
No contest.+1
Heidi Hoe wrote:
"There once was a man from Nantucket.."
Tell me not in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
"Tell me, Muse, of the man of many ways, who was driven far journeys / after he had sacked Troy's sacred citadel.
Do you like green eggs and ham?
Read 'em, & weep:
I met a traveler from an antique land
It little profits that an idle king,
Turning and turning in a widening gyre
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
A cold coming we had of it
Hog Butcher for the World,
Shelley
Tennyson
Yeats
Eliot
Service
Sandburg
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves...
pr100 wrote:
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves...
^my favorite so far....^
Here's the entire first stanza:
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.'