Thou, Silent Form, Doth Tease Us Out Of Thought As Doth Eternity
Thou, silent form, doth tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
-- John Keats (1795-1821)
-- Ode on a Grecian Urn
Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time. -- John Keats (1795-1821) -- Ode on a Grecian U
Beauty is truth, truth beauty, --that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
-- John Keats (1795-1821) -- Ode on a Grecian U...
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweete
herefore, ye soft pipes, play on,-- Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone....
Nature, they say, doth dote, And cannot make a man Save on some worn-out plan, Repeating us by rote.
-- James Russell Lowell (1819-1891) -- Ode at the Harvard Commemoration, July 21, 1865...
Conscience doth make cowards of us all. -- Shakespeare
What's a Grecian Urn? oh abouy $4.95 an hou
Think'st thou existence doth depend on time? It doth
but actions are our epochs. -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Manfred, Act ii, Sc. 1...
It must be so,--Plato, thou reasonest well! Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality?
Or whence this secret dread and inward horror Of falling into naught?...
Who in life's battle firm doth stand Shall bear hope's tender blossoms Into the silent land!
-- J. G. Von Salis (1762-1834) -- The Silent Land...