This is a lttle prayer dedicated to the separation of church and state. I guess if they are going to force those kids to pray in schools they might as well have a nice prayer like this: Our Father who art in heaven, and to the republic for which it s...
A few cold words on yonder stone, A corpse as cold as they can be - Vain words, and mouldering dust, alone - Can this be all that's left of thee? O, no! thy spirit lingers still Where'er thy sunny smile was seen: There's less of darkness, less of...
Let me go: take back thy gift: Why should a man desire in any way To vary from the kindly race of men, Or pass beyond the goal of ordinance Where all should pause, as is most meet for all? ...Why wilt thou ever scare me with thy tears, And make me tr...
Let age, not envy, draw wrinkles on thy cheeks.
Drown in a cold vat of whiskey? Death, where is thy sting?
A prayer is a chat with thy God.
Appreciate success and status thy will bestow.
Let bravery be thy choice, but not bravado.
O Liberty! What crimes are committed in thy name!
Deceive not thy physician, confessor, nor lawyer.
If thy heart fails thee, climb not at all.
Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions.
Indulge not thyself in the passion of anger; it is whetting a sword to wound thine own breast, or murder thy friend.
Insanity, thy name is woman
Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
Love thy neighbor yes, but love thyself first.
Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow.
Make hunger thy sauce, as a medicine for health.
Essentially, pride is a 'my will' rather than 'thy will' approach to life.
She turned, and at her turning came a fragrant air Of godhead, and her robe grew long; ambrosial hair Flashed, and a rosy brightness on her neck, and all The goddess in her going was revealed. His call Followed his mother vanishing. "Unkind! Thou too...
But at my back I always hear Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found; Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song; then worms shall try That long-prese...
