Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, TIme held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea. |
Personality has the power to open many doors, but character must keep them open |
Somebody's boring me. I think it's me. |
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower. Drives my green age that blasts the roots of trees is my destroyer. |
The function of posterity is to look after itself |
the land of my fathers . . . . I leave it to my fathers. |
There is only one position for an artist anywhere; and that is upright. |
These poems, with all their crudities, doubts, and confusions, are written for the love of Man and in praise of God, and I'd be a damn' fool if they weren't. |
Though lovers be lost love shall not. |
Though lovers be lost love shall not. |
To begin at the beginning. |
Wales is the land of my fathers. And my fathers can have it. |
Wales is the land of my fathers. And my fathers can have it. |
We were just annoyed at being kicked off Main Street. |
Whatever talents I possess may suddenly diminish or suddenly increase. I can with ease become an ordinary fool. I may be one now. But it doesn't do to upset one's own vanity. |