The world is too much.

by John Doe 23 Replies latest jw friends

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  John Doe

  Yeah!! Bravo!!
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  John Doe

  We stood by a pond that winter day, and the sun was white, as though chidden of God, and a few leaves lay on the starving sod--they had fallen from an ash, and were gray.
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  John Doe

  Your eyes on me were as eyes that rove over tedious riddles solved years ago, and some words played between us to and fro on which lost the more by our love.
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  parakeet

  Thomas Hardy. Not a big fan.

  This is one of my faves:

  "I will arise and go now, and go to Innesfree,

  And build a small cabin there, of clay and wattles made;

  Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,

  And live alone in the bee-loud glade."

  There's more, but you get the picture.