The Old Stoic
Riches I hold in light esteem
And Love I laugh to scorn
And lust of Fame was but a dream
That vanished with the morn–
And if I pray, the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Is–"Leave the heart that now I bear
And give me liberty."
Yes, as my swift days near their goal
'Tis all that I implore
Through life and death, a chainless soul
With courage to endure!
- my favourite Brontë. 1841.
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4 comments:
could easily be my favorite today - a new adolescence has just set in! ;-)
ya, why not...if shaku baba can have second childhood, why not a second adolescence...and when did you ever grow up, man?
I think you are right! :)
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