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Year’s End - Richard Wilbur
Now winter downs the dying of the year,
And night is all a settlement of snow;
From the soft street the rooms of houses show
A gathered light, a shapen atmosphere,
Like frozen-over lakes whose ice is thin
And still allows some stirring down within.
I’ve known the wind by water banks to shake
The late leaves down, which frozen wh
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I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be when winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see.
J.R.R. Tolkien • The Lord of the Rings
A Psalm of Life
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Death Is Nothing At All By Henry Scott-Holland, Famous Death Poem
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As T. S. Eliot wrote, in a brilliant and painstaking way: I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope, For hope would be hope for the wrong thing: wait without love for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
David Whyte • The Heart Aroused: Poetry and the Preservation of the Soul in Corporate America
But I am wiser than that. I have learned that the swiftest traveller is he that goes afoot.