Happy the man, whose wish and care,A few paternal acres bound,Content to breathe his native airIn his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,Whose flocks supply him with attire;Whose trees in summer yield him shade,In winter fire. Blest who can unconcernedly findHorn's, days, and years slide soft away10In health of body peace … Continue reading Poem – “Ode on Solitude”
Alexander Pope
Poem – From “An Essay on Man: Epistle 1”
Say first, of God above, or man below,What can we reason but from what we know?Of man what see we, but his station here,From which to reason, or to which refer?Thro' worlds unnumber'd, tho' the God be known,'Tis ours to trace him only in our own.He, who thro' vast immensity can pierce,See worlds on worlds … Continue reading Poem – From “An Essay on Man: Epistle 1”
Poem – From ‘An Essay on Man’
Say first, of God above, or man belowWhat can we reason but from what we know?Of man, what see we but his station,From which to reason, or to which refer?Through worlds unnumbered though the God be known,'Tis ours to trace him only in our own.He who through vast immensity can pierce,See worlds on worlds compose … Continue reading Poem – From ‘An Essay on Man’
Poetry – “The Dying Christian to His Soul”
Vital spark of heav'nly flame!Quit, O quit this mortal frame:Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying,O the pain, the bliss of dying!Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife,And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; angels say,Sister Spirit, come away!What is this absorbs me quite?Steals my senses, shuts my sight,Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?Tell me, my soul, … Continue reading Poetry – “The Dying Christian to His Soul”
Friday Flotsam: Being Sick, Pope, and More Thrawn
1. I caught a bad cold last weekend which knocked me out entirely for two days and now is settling into a general, lingering annoyance. This led me into some very bad days for depression as well, partly because I tried to use the time to write only to find that, one way or another, … Continue reading Friday Flotsam: Being Sick, Pope, and More Thrawn