集 33
For This Relief, Much Thanks
A father assaults his son over a youthful fascination with Nazism.
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Justice to a Microbe
The long arm of the law of nature.
展开With the Rich and Mighty, Always a Little Patience
""That's an old Spanish proverb.""
展开If There Were Dreams to Sell
If there were dreams to sell, What would you buy? Some cost a passing bell; Some a light sigh, That shakes from Life's fresh crown Only a rose-leaf down. If there were dreams to sell, Merry and sad to tell, And the crier rang the bell, What would you buy?
A cottage lone and still, With bowers nigh, Shadowy, my woes to still, Until I die. Such pearl from Life's fresh crown Fain would I shake me down. Were dreams to have at will, This best would heal my ill, This would I buy.
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The Echo of a Silent Cheer (1)
""Unfelt, unheard, unseen..."" (Keats)
展开The Echo of a Silent Cheer (2)
""Love doth know no fullness nor no bounds."" (Keats)
展开Little Drops of Water, Little Grains of Sand
Little drops of water, Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean And the pleasant land.
So the little moments, Humble though they be, Make the mighty ages Of Eternity.
So the little errors Lead the soul away From the paths of virtue Far in sin to stray.
Little deeds of kindness, Little words of love, Help to make earth happy, Like the Heaven above.
Julia A. F. Carney, ""Little Things""
展开Light Up the Dark Corners
Fear of the unknown.
展开Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast
Alice laughed. ""There's no use trying,"" she said: ""one CAN'T believe impossible things.""
""I daresay you haven't had much practice,"" said the Queen. ""When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.""
Lewis Carroll. Through the Looking Glass
展开Fire in a Sacred Fruit Tree
""A fence around the void.""—Hawaiian saying
展开Dispel the Black Cyclone That Shakes the Throne
The title is reportedly the command of King Admetos in Gluck's Alceste.
展开My Love, My Love
Irreducible affinities.
展开From Too Much Love of Living
From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.
Swinburne, ""The Garden of Proserpine""
展开It Is Getting Dark... and We Are Lost
The indeterminate.
展开The Last Splintered Spoke on the Old Burlesque Wheel
Those caissons go rolling along.
展开The Light that Loses, the Night that Wins
Dr. Ernest Farrow, a once brilliant neurosurgeon, is sent to County General for a refresher course. Learning that Farrow is paralyzed by self-doubt and recurring nightmares from the death of a patient, Casey attempts to assuage his colleague's fears and coax him back into the operating room.
展开I'll Get on My Ice Floe and Wave Goodbye
A chip off the old block.
展开The Only Place Where They Know My Name
The imponderables of personality.
展开There Was Once a Man in the Land of Uz
... whose name was Job; and that man was perfect and upright, and one that feared God, and eschewed evil.
展开One Nation Indivisible
Rare blood demands a coast-to-coast search.
展开Goodbye to Blue Elephants and Such
Figments.
展开The Bark of a Three-Headed Hound
The Sound of One Hand Clapping
Life and the ""stinking fist"".
展开A Falcon's Eye, a Lion's Heart, and a Girl's Hand
Rx for a medico.
展开The Lonely Ones
Isolation.
展开Keep Out of Reach of Adults
Wise in their own conceits.
展开Dress My Doll Pretty
A peculiar treatment plan.
展开Onions and Mustard Seed Will Make Her Weep
The seed of Mustard is the smallest grain, And yet the force thereto is very great, It hath a present power to purge the brain, It adds unto the stomach force and heat: All poison it expels, and it is plain, With sugar 'tis a passing sauce for meat. She that hath hap a husband bad to bury, And is therefore in heart not sad, but merry, Yet if in show good manners she will keep, Onions and Mustard-seed will make her weep.
The Englishmans Doctor. Or, The School of Salerne, Or, Physical observations for the perfect Preserving of the body of Man in continual health
Sir John Harington, 1608
展开Make Me the First American
An original.
展开Heap Logs and Let the Blaze Laugh Out
The good-humored M.D.s.
展开For a Just Man Falleth Seven Times
...and riseth up again.
展开Evidence of Things Not Seen
The substance of things hoped for.
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