My Small Boat
Man please thy maker and be merry set not for this world a cherry.
I am much more interested in the great poem than great poetry.
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But the most obvious fact about praise – whether of God or anything – strangely escaped me. I thought of…
Our science is a drop, our ignorance a sea.
Requiem Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly…