I love to compare different time frames. Poetry can evoke the time of the subject. By a very careful choice of words you can evoke an era completely throw the poem into a different time scale.
Love is like the wild rose-briar Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms but which will bloom most constantly?
I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society be it country or town. A...
Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
I'll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another...
If you don’t make mistakes, you’re not working on hard enough...
A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.
Cultivate solitude and quiet and a few sincere...
