A book may be compared to your neighbor: if it be good, it cannot last too long; if bad, you cannot get rid of it too early. |
A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years. |
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less, gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given. Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day; and laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness, in hearts at peace, under an English heaven. |
All the little emptiness of love |
And in that Heaven of all their wish, there shall be no more land, say fish |
And in that Heaven of all their wish, there shall be no more land, say fish |
And in that Heaven of all their wish, there shall be no more land, say fish |
And see, no longer blinded by our eyes. |
And then you suddenly cried and turned away. |
And think, this heart, all evil shed away, / A pulse in the eternal mind, no less / Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given. |
Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. |
But somewhere, beyond space and time, is wetter water, slimier slime! And there (they trust) there swimmeth one, who swam ere rivers were begun. Immense, of fishy form and mind, squamous, omnipotent, and kind. |
Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night. |
Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night. |
Fish say, they have their stream and pond; But is there anything beyond? |