Carpe Diem |
Carpe Diem
O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear! your true-love's coming That can sing both high and low; Trip no further, pretty sweeting, Journey's end...
Posted by Dead Poets Society on Mon, 22 May 2006 09:26:00 PST |
Byron... (for Chris) |
She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that's best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes:Thus mellow'd to that tender lightWhich heaven to gaudy da...
Posted by Dead Poets Society on Sat, 13 May 2006 11:44:00 PST |
O Captain! My Captain! |
O Captain! My Captain!
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, Whi...
Posted by Dead Poets Society on Mon, 01 May 2006 12:13:00 PST |
To the Virgins, To Make Much of Time |
To the Virgins, To Make Much of Time
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying: And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun...
Posted by Dead Poets Society on Mon, 01 May 2006 12:11:00 PST |
O Me! O Life! |
O Me! O Life!
O ME! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; Of the endless trains of the faithless--of cities fill'd with the foolish; Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more fool...
Posted by Dead Poets Society on Mon, 01 May 2006 12:10:00 PST |
An Excerpt from "Walden" |
An Excerpt from "WALDEN"
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came ...
Posted by Dead Poets Society on Mon, 01 May 2006 12:09:00 PST |
