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Man delights not me--nor woman neither, though, by your smiling
you seem to say so.
Man delights not me--nor woman neither, though, by your smiling
you seem to say so.
The pain and hurt which i feel,
go as deep as it is real;
to be around and read more
The pain and hurt which i feel,
go as deep as it is real;
to be around and yet unseen,
takes the water out of the steam.
Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it read more
Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever.
Never a lip is curved with pain That can't be kissed into smiles again.
Never a lip is curved with pain That can't be kissed into smiles again.
Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
from the poem
The Cotter’s Saturday Night.
Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
from the poem
The Cotter’s Saturday Night.
A man of pleasure is a man of pains.
A man of pleasure is a man of pains.
Pain adds rest unto pleasure, and teaches the luxury of health.
Pain adds rest unto pleasure, and teaches the luxury of health.
It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die, than to find those who are willing to endure read more
It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die, than to find those who are willing to endure pain with patience.
