And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee. - (No Man is an Island by John Donne)
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Or if thine own were: Any man's death diminishes me, Because I am involved in mankind,
If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less. As well as if a promontory were. As well as if a manor of thy friends
No man is an island, Entire of itself, Every man is a piece of the continent, A part of the main.
I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. (Yeats - 1899)
Of night and light and the half-light, would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
Had I the heaven’s embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
itself that every weeds a rose roses(you feel certain) will only smile. EE Cummings
I shall imagine life is not worth dying if (and when) roses complain their beauties are in vain but though mankind persuades
“Faith” is a fine invention. When Gentlemen can see— But microscopes are prudent In an emergency. - Emily Dickenson
A plow, they say, to plow the snow. They cannot mean to plant it, no–. Unless in bitterness to mock. At having cultivated rock. (Frost)
But see all wind-stirred. - (Robert Frost - Now Close The Windows)
Be it my loss. It will be long ere the marshes resume, I will be long ere the earliest bird: So close the windows and not hear the wind,
Now close the windows and hush all the fields: If the trees must, let them silently toss; No bird is singing now, and if there is,
Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued. (Robert Frost - Dust of Snow)
The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a Hemlock tree.
Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. (Robert Frost - Nothing Gold Can Stay)
Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower, But only so an hour
People are not born. They are made when they become human beings within ritual, tradition, purpose, responsibility.
We are given permission, by the responsibility we accept nothing more, nothing less
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