I asked a thief to steal me a peach: He turned up his eyes. I asked a lithe lady to lie her down: Holy and meek, she cries. As soon as I went An angel came. He winked at the thief And smiled at the dame- And without one word spoke Had a peach from the tree, And 'twixt earnest and joke Enjoyed the lady.

Poetry, Painting & Music, the three Powers in man of conversing with Paradise, which the flood did not sweep away.

Hindsight is a wonderful thing but foresight is better, especially when it comes to saving life, or some pain!

When a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend.

Mercy is the golden chain by which society is bound together.

I will not cease from mental fight Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand.

To cast aside from Poetry, all that is not Inspiration