The best way to excape his ire Is, not to seem too happy.
Time'swheelsrunsbackor stops: Potterand clayendure.
It 's wiser being good than bad; It 's safer being meek than fierce; It 's fitter being sane than mad. My own hope is, a sun will pierce The thickest cloud earth ever stretched; That after Last returns the First, Though a wide compass round be fetched.
O lyric Love, half angel and half bird. And all a wonder and a wild desire.
All's love, yet all's law.
Pippa's Song The year's at the spring The day's at the morn Morning's at seven, The Hill side's dew-pearled The lark's on the wing The snail's on the thorn God's in his heaven- All's right with the world