Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night ~ Dylan Thomas
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.(submitted by medievalsorceress)
(Source: fakeisnewtruth)
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If you’re at that stage where you can’t even put a sentence together—and I’ve been there—just write a list of words.
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I said,—for Love was laggard, O, Love was slow to come,—
“I’ll hear his step and know his step when I am warm in
bed; But I’ll never leave my pillow, though there be some
As would let him in—and take him in with tears!” I said.
I lay,—for Love was laggard, O, he came not until dawn,—
I lay and listened for his step and could not get to sleep;
And he found me at my window with my big cloak on,
All sorry with the tears some folks might weep!