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Cole Smith
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“To burn always with this hard gemlike flame, to maintain this ecstasy, is success in life.”
― The Renaissance: Studies in Art and Poetry
― The Renaissance: Studies in Art and Poetry
“Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
But sad mortality o’ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
O! how shall summer’s honey breath hold out
Against the wrackful siege of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall Time’s best jewel from Time’s chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
O! none, unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.”
― Shakespeare's Sonnets
But sad mortality o’ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
O! how shall summer’s honey breath hold out
Against the wrackful siege of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall Time’s best jewel from Time’s chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
O! none, unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.”
― Shakespeare's Sonnets
“Art is long, and Time is fleeting.”
― Voices of the Night
― Voices of the Night
“Taste is the only morality. Tell me what you like and I'll tell you what you are.”
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“The Moon
And, like a dying lady lean and pale,
Who totters forth, wrapp'd in a gauzy veil,
Out of her chamber, led by the insane
And feeble wanderings of her fading brain,
The moon arose up in the murky east
A white and shapeless mass.
Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,
And ever changing, like a joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?”
― The Complete Poems
And, like a dying lady lean and pale,
Who totters forth, wrapp'd in a gauzy veil,
Out of her chamber, led by the insane
And feeble wanderings of her fading brain,
The moon arose up in the murky east
A white and shapeless mass.
Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,
And ever changing, like a joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?”
― The Complete Poems
Theatre Books and Plays
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— last activity May 02, 2026 04:31AM
A room for lovers of theatre, theater books, texts on acting, directing, theory and scripts.
The Immortal Poets Society
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— last activity May 12, 2024 04:14AM
We read and discuss poetry from Homer to Frost. We are mostly interested in English and American poetry from Shakespeare to T.S. Eliot and Robert Fros ...more
Experimental Poetry
— 187 members
— last activity Aug 25, 2023 04:02PM
for experimental poetry enthusiasts +++++++ from all corners of the avant/arriere-garde... futurism, dada, ultraism, gendai haiku, surrealism, angry ...more
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