Matthew Arnold

Is it so small a thing / To have enjoyed the sun, / To have lived light in the spring, read more

Is it so small a thing / To have enjoyed the sun, / To have lived light in the spring, / To have loved, to have thought, to have done?

The East bow'd low before the blast,
In patient, deep disdain.
She let the legions thunder past,
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The East bow'd low before the blast,
In patient, deep disdain.
She let the legions thunder past,
And plunged in thought again.

Joy comes and goes, hope ebbs and flows
Like the wave;
Change doth unknit the tranquil strength read more

Joy comes and goes, hope ebbs and flows
Like the wave;
Change doth unknit the tranquil strength of men.
Love tends life a little grace,
A few sad smiles; and then,
Both are laid in one cold place,
In the grave.

Culture is "To know the best that has been said and thought in
the world."

Culture is "To know the best that has been said and thought in
the world."

Still bent to make some port he knows not where, still standing for some false impossible shore.

Still bent to make some port he knows not where, still standing for some false impossible shore.