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Sonnet 91by William ShakespeareSome glory in their birth, some in their skill,Some in their wealth, some in their body's force;Some in their garments, though new-fangled ill;Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their horse;And every humour hath his adjunct pleasure,Wherein it finds a joy above the rest:But these particulars are not my measure;All these I better in one general best.Thy love is better than high birth to me,Richer than wealth, prouder than garments' cost,Of more delight than haw
May 2, 2011
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image lifted from here Acquainted with the Night by Robert Frost I have been one acquainted with the night.I have walked out in rain – and back in rain.I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane.I have passed by the watchman on his beatAnd dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. I have stood still and stopped the sound of feetWhen far away an i
March 26, 2011
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Notes from the Delivery Room by Linda Pastan Strapped down,victim in an old comic book,I have been here before,this place where pain wincesoff the wallslike too bright light.Bear down a doctor says,foreman to sweating laborer,but this work, this forcingof one life from anotheris something that I signed forat a moment when I would have signed anything.Babies should grow in fields;com
December 5, 2010
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