In the dreamy vale of beeches
Fair and faint is woven mist,
And the river’s orient reaches
Are the palest amethyst.
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May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light.
May good luck pursue you each morning and night.
“Come one, come all! this rock shall fly
From its firm base as soon as I!”
Sir Roderick mark’d–and in his eyes
Respect was mingled with surprise,
And the stern joy which warriors feel
In foemen worthy of their steel.
May my faith always be at the end of the day
like a hummingbird… returning to its favorite flower
And the turtles, of course, all the turtles are free,
as turtles and maybe all creatures should be.
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door…
“One only understands the things that one tames,” said the fox. “Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me. . .”
The spider, dropping down from twig, unfolds a plan of her devising,
A thin premeditated rig to use in rising.
All that journey down through space, in cool descent and loyal hearted,
She spins a ladder to the place from where she started.
Thus I, gone forth as spiders do in spider’s web a truth discerning,
Attach one silken thread to you for my returning.
Mint is but a lowly weed, but a useful weed indeed;
For unlike a fancy tulip, you can add it to your julep.
There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance;
Pray you, love, remember.
This world we're a'livin' in
Is mighty hard to beat.
You get a thorn with every rose.
But ain't the roses sweet?