Stiff ~ RBP & Classics

She looked at him And she knew he was A stiff And as a stiff she knew He was as stiff as A functionary presiding over an interview, previous to an execution (1) The corpse of a hanged man (2) A side of coarse leather (3) A marble statue (4) Oak leaves after a frost... Continue Reading →

“Ode on Solitude” ⁂ classics

All of this is all I want today: pure, blissful, quiet and peaceful, solitude. Ode on Solitude By Alexander Pope Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with... Continue Reading →

“The Daffodils” ⁂ classics

While I have many works that are in the list of personal favorites, this piece is Number 1 and has been for, oh, 18 years or so. I can't decide if its the descriptions of his wandering and the beautiful landscape that unfolded before him, the fact that Wordsworth cannot help but be happy because... Continue Reading →

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