If all the world is a stage and life is just a play upon it, get me two seats in the stalls.
Truth never hurt the teller.
Truth never hurts the teller.
Poetry, like love, is something we never truly say goodbye to.
Was there nought better than to enjoy? No feat which, done, would make time break, And let us pent-up creatures through Into eternity, our due? No forcing earth teach heaven's employ?
God is in his Heaven, all's right with the world.