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Poetry

And you judges who would be just, What judgement pronounce you upon him who though honest in the flesh yet is the thief in spirit? What penalty lay you upon him who slays in the flesh yet is himself slain in the spirit? And how prosecute you him...

Out of talk, appearance, and manners I will make an excellent suit of armor; and in this way I will face malicious people without feeling the slightest fear or weakness. They will try to injure me. But of those who come near me none will know where to find my wounds,...

Though you with line and color excel, securing for art such laurels as great nature wore, even better, you've gained on her, by making more beautiful her own beauty for our sake; and now, with that studious pen in hand, you take a nobler role, composing, page by page, works that...

And if ever the moment comes when they take us apart, my love, don’t lose courage The great human virtue is to hold on to our heart But even greater than this, when needed, is to set our heart aside   Children of the future will be learning about our love...

NON EBUR Ceilings of gold or ivory do not glisten in my house. No beams of Mount Hymettus rest on columns quarried in farthest Africa. Nor have I, an unknown heir, inherited the Palace of Attalus nor do honorable clients spin for me the Spartan purple. But integrity I do possess and a considerable vein...

Don't stay motionless by the side of the road, don't suspend joy or love halfheartedly don't save yourself now or ever. don't save yourself. don't fill yourself with calm. don't reserve a still corner in this world don't let your eyelids droop heavy like judgements don't forsake your lips don't go to sleep without heavy eyes, don't consider yourself bloodless Don't judge...

This now happens, and then that; and later, in a year or two (I think), the same deeds, the same ways. We will not worry about the aftermath. It’s for the best we will strive. And as we strive, we make it worse, we will mix up things until we find...

I can become happy with the simplest things the most insignificant.. even the every day ones of every day. It is sufficient for me that weeks have Sundaysand I am satisfied that years keep their Christmas for the very end that winters have stone houses dipped in snow that I know how...

RECTIUS VIVES   You will live better, Licinius, by neither always pressing the deep nor, while you carefully dread storms, by excessively pressing the treacherous shore.   Whoever values a golden mean is safely free from the squalor of a worn-out house, is soberly free from an envious palace.   The vast pine is more often moved by...

III. So I talk about you and me Because I love you and in the love I know To enter like a Full Moon From everywhere,like your little foot in the immense sheets To pluck jasmines and I have the power Asleep,to blow to lead you Through moonlight paths and secret arches...

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