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They put arsenic in his meat And stared aghast to watch him eat; They poured strychnine in his cup And shook to see him drink it up.

A. E. Housman

When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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Enough Journey Sleep Time
I think that to transfuse emotion – not to transmit thought but to set up in the reader’s sense a vibration corresponding to what was felt by the writer – is the peculiar function of poetry.
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Emotion Poetry Reader Transmit
And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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Cheer Doubt Ear Emotion Fear Scare Silence Sound Stop Worse
To justify God’s ways to man.
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God Justification Man One Liner Way
The house of delusions is cheap to build but drafty to live in.
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The laws of God, the laws of man, He may keep that will and can; Not I: let God and man decree Laws for themselves and not for me.
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But men at whiles are sober And think by fits and starts. And if they think, they fasten Their hands upon their hearts.
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All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever. Here shall your sweetheart lie, Untrue for ever.
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Knot Lover Sever Tie Untrue
And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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Ears Earth Silence Worst
Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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Dance Drink World
Hope lies to mortals And most believe her, But man’s deceiver Was never mine.
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Believe Greatness Hope Loyal Lying Soul Today Worship Yesterday
Give me a land of boughs in leaf A land of trees that stand; Where trees are fallen there is grief; I love no leafless land.
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Grief Land Love Myself Stand Tree
Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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Business Chance Luck Motivation One Liner Think Thinking Trouble Young
I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.
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Afraid Myself Stranger World
Lovers lying two and two Ask not whom they sleep beside, And the bridegroom all night through Never turns him to the bride.
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Boundation Feel Lover Lying Night Power Satisfy Self Esteem Sleep Try
The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn.
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Break Dance Leaving Print

They put arsenic in his meat And stared aghast to watch him eat; They poured strychnine in his cup And shook to see him drink it up.

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