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As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words. ~William Shakespeare

My bounty is as deep as the sea,

My love as deep; the more I give to thee,

The more I have, both are infinite.

~William Shakespeare

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. ~William Shakespeare

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Bulkeley, Hunt, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint,
Possessed the land which rendered to their toil
Hay, corn, roots, hemp, flax, apples, wool and wood.
Each of these landlords walked amidst his farm,
Saying, “‘Tis mine, my children’s and my name’s.
How sweet the west wind sounds in my own trees!
How graceful climb those shadows on my hill!
I fancy these pure waters and the flags
Know me, as does my dog: we sympathize;
And, I affirm, my actions smack of the soil.’

Where are these men? Asleep beneath their grounds:
And strangers, fond as they, their furrows plough.
Earth laughs in flowers, to see her boastful boys
Earth-proud, proud of the earth which is not theirs;
Who steer the plough, but cannot steer their feet
Clear of the grave.
They added ridge to valley, brook to pond,
And sighed for all that bounded their domain;
‘This suits me for a pasture; that’s my park;
We must have clay, lime, gravel, granite-ledge,
And misty lowland, where to go for peat.
The land is well,–lies fairly to the south.
‘Tis good, when you have crossed the sea and back,
To find the sitfast acres where you left them.’
Ah! the hot owner sees not Death, who adds
Him to his land, a lump of mould the more.
Hear what the Earth says:–

Earth-Song

‘Mine and yours;
Mine, not yours, Earth endures;
Stars abide–
Shine down in the old sea;
Old are the shores;
But where are old men?
I who have seen much,
Such have I never seen.’The lawyer’s deed
Ran sure,
In tail,
To them, and to their heirs
Who shall succeed,
Without fail,
Forevermore.

‘Here is the land,
Shaggy with wood,
With its old valley,
Mound and flood.
“But the heritors?–
Fled like the flood’s foam.
The lawyer, and the laws,
And the kingdom,
Clean swept herefrom.

‘They called me theirs,
Who so controlled me;
Yet every one
Wished to stay, and is gone,
How am I theirs,
If they cannot hold me,
But I hold them?’

When I heard the Earth-song,
I was no longer brave;
My avarice cooled
Like lust in the chill of the grave.

1846

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Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight. ~Phyllis Diller, Phyllis Diller’s Housekeeping Hints, 1966

Sometimes I wonder if men and women really suit each other. Perhaps they should live next door and just visit now and then. ~Katherine Hepburn

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A Celebration Day

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It would be easy just to say

That this is us on any day.

But wiser souls than I would laugh

And interrupt on your behalf.

Your bed is roses some would say

But how do flowers find their way

To piles of grass and new mown hay?

And how did I the regal power

End up on the couch this hour?

And where’s the love that shines above?

Where is the woman I do love?

And where is something I can eat

And must I sleep with these cold feet?

Perhaps there will be time again

When I can call you my best friend.

Oh, I have gone and hurt your heart

And caused this fiery sky to start.

Yes! There is beauty on display

But this is not a celebration day!

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If I was a fish in the sea

I would love to be

Right next to thee.

Nibbling at your toes

Peaking at your nose

Moving down to see

Your beautiful

Round

Knee.

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