By firm immutable immortal laws Impress’d on Nature by the GREAT FIRST CAUSE,Say, MUSE! how rose from elemental strifeOrganic forms, and kindled into life;How Love and Sympathy with potent charmWarm the cold heart, the lifted hand disarm;Allure with pleasures, and alarm with pains,And ...
It is ironic that the speaker would describe the wreck of the Titanic using the language and figures of the Bible when the emphasis in the Bible is on God's saving love for humankind and the poem depicts a supernatural power who plans and takes pleasure in humankind's destruction. In ...
Imagining “the Gun to be speaking as the socially repressed Id of the Master, embodying his lust to kill harmless Does and exterminate his enemies. It lives in a symbiotic relationship with the Master’s Ego, but sympathizes with the Master only in his moments of dealing out death…” [p...
I love this poem. I've read it in the morning...but now I know how I'm going to handle today. As a teacher, I know how I'm going to handle my students and colleagues. Thank you very much for this poem. Reply by Sara Battar ...
athe first one to show me the meaning of true love, it makes me smile and fall all over for you again. 显示我真实的爱,它的意思的第一个再做我微笑和秋天到处为您。[translate] aEndangered species tagged as Possibly Extinct are included。 正在翻译,请等待... ...
And bade our husbands for to love us well;All this sentence me liketh every deal.* *whitUp start the Pardoner, and that anon;"Now, Dame," quoth he, "by God and by Saint John,Ye are a noble preacher in this case.I was about to wed a wife, alas!What? should I bie* it on ...
In the eternal progress,—love’s law, which I avow And thus would formulate: each soul lives, longs and works For itself, by itself,—because a lodestar lurks, An other than itself, in whatsoe’er the niche Of mistiest heaven it hide, whoe’er the Glumdalclich May grasp the Gullive...
And every face she looked on justify it) The general foe. More soluble is this knot, By gentleness than war. I want her love. What were I nigher this although we dashed Your cities into shards with catapults, She would not love;--or brought her chained, a slave, ...
Lovely to look on, O South, No longer stately-scornful But beautiful still in pride, Our hearts go out to you as toward a bride! Garmented soft in white, Haughty, and yet how love-imbuing and tender! You stand before us with your gently mournful ...
In the blest Kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet Societies That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes. Now Lycidas the Shepherds weep no more; Hence forth thou art the Genius ...