So we beat on, boats, against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Epitpah of Henry II I was Henry the King. To me Divers realms were subject, I was duke and count…
Holy Sonnets - XIV Batter my heart, three-person'd God; for you As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to…
‘Twas Euclid, and the theorem pi Did plane and solid in the text, All parallel were the radii, And the…