JustAWanderer

Somehow over the last 6-7 years, I had lost my sense of awe and passion. Currently exploring to try and find that again. Will be sharing what I find.

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-10-23

And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.
- Loveliest of Trees by Alfred Housman

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-10-12

The land's sharp features seemed to be

The Century's corpse outleant,

His crypt the cloudy canopy,

The wind his death-lament.

-The Darkling Thrush by Thomas Hardy

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-10-11

And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill;
But O for the touch of a vanished hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!
-Break, Break, Break by Lord Alfred Tennyson

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-10-05

Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang
As if her song could have no ending;
I saw her singing at her work,
And o'er the sickle bending:-
-The Solitary Reaper by William Wordsworth

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-10-03

Why so pale and wan, fond lover?
Prithee, why so pale?
Will, when looking well can't move her,
Looking ill prevail?
Prithee, why so pale?
-Why So Pale and Wan, Find Lover? by Sir John Suckling

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-10-02

My lines and life are free; free as the road,
Loose as the wind, as large as store.
Shall I be still in suit?
Have I no harvest but a thorn
-The Collar by George Herbert

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-29

Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
And I'll not look for wine.
The thirst that from the soul doth rise
Doth ask a drink divine;
-Drink to Me Only with Thine Eyes by Ben Jonson

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-28

Beauty is but a flower
Which wrinkles will devour;
Brightness falls from the air;
Queens have died young and fair;
- Adieu, Farewell, Earth's Bliss by Thomas Nashe

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-27

And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves
Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and coldand the sabbath rang slowly
In the pebbles of the holy streams.
-Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-26

He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, "Good fences make good neighbors."
- Mending Wall by Robert Frost

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-25

And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.
- Loveliest of Trees by Alfred Housman

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-21

O love, they die in you rich sky,
They faint on Hill or field or river;
Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
-The Splendor Falls by Alfred Tennyson

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-20

The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,
Ships, towers, domes, theaters, and temples lie
Open unto the fields and to the sky;
All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
-Composed upon Westminster Bridge, Sept 3, 1802 by William Wordsworth
Wordsworth

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-19

And did those feet in ancient Time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
-And Did Those Feet in Ancient Time by William Blake

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-18

I wander throu' each charter'd street,
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow.
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
-London by William Blake

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-14

When on some gilded cloud or flower
My gazing soul would dwell an hour,
And in those weaker glories spy
Some shadows of eternity;
- The Retreat by Henry Vaughan

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-12

The leaves fall early this autumn, in wind.
The paired butterflies are already yellow with August
Over the grass in the West garden;
They hurt me. I grow older.
- The River-Merchant's wife: A Letter by Ezra Pound

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-11

How can those terrified vague fingers push
The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?
And how can body, laid in what white rush,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?
- Leda and the Swan by William Yeats

JustAWandererJustAWanderer
2023-09-08

Ah! ás the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, not spare a sigh
Though world's of wanwood leafmeal lie;
- Spring and Fall by Gerard Hopkins

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