Edward George Earle Lytton Bulwer

If I publish this poem for you, speaking as a trader, I shall be
a considerable loser. Did I read more

If I publish this poem for you, speaking as a trader, I shall be
a considerable loser. Did I publish all I admire, out of
sympathy with the author, I should be a ruined man.

Three things are ever silent--Thought, Destiny, and the Grave.

Three things are ever silent--Thought, Destiny, and the Grave.

Dear Land to which Desire forever flees;
Time doth no present to our grasp allow,
Say in read more

Dear Land to which Desire forever flees;
Time doth no present to our grasp allow,
Say in the fixed Eternal shall we seize
At last the fleeting Now?

No Indian prince has to his palace
More followers than a thief to the gallows.

No Indian prince has to his palace
More followers than a thief to the gallows.

There is no man so friendless but what he can find a friend
sincere enough to tell him disagreeable read more

There is no man so friendless but what he can find a friend
sincere enough to tell him disagreeable truths.