Everything sublime is as difficult as it is rare. Baruch Spinoza
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Poetry
The modest Rose puts forth a thorn, The humble sheep a threat'ning horn: While the Lily white shall in love delight, Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.
6 comments:
Your lilies are beautiful so is the poem....a nice way to start the day.
I've gotten a little lazy on the poetry research. I find these little ditties and go with them!
The lilies are now in bloom, as well as the delphiniums. It's so pretty.
Well, I *like* Blake so all's good from my pov. Interesting man. The lilies are gorgeous!
Enjoyed the poem even though you call it a little ditty! I am still waiting for the delphiniums to bloom as well as the lilies so I can enjoy yours!
Your blog is so beautiful.
Just so you know, your comment touched me so much that I wrote about it (and linked to you) from my blog.
Thank you...
I liked it, but it certainly isn't epic!
Jan, I'll head over to read what you had to say.
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