Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With…
Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen; Round many western islands…
Souvent, pour s’amuser, les hommes d’équipage Prennent des albatros, vastes oiseaux des mers, Qui suivent, indolents compagnons de voyage, Le…
That does not keep me from having a terrible need of — shall I say the word — religion. Then…
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw…