There's Little Comfort In The Wise

There Are Only Three Things In The World, One Is To Read Poetry, Another Is To Write Poetry, And The Best Of All Is To Live Poetry.

Fish Say, They Have Their Stream And Pond; But Is There Anything Beyond?

Proud, Then, Clear-eyed And Laughing, Go To Greet Death As A Friend!

For Cambridge People Rarely Smile, Being Urban, Squat, And Packed With Guile.

The Worst Of Slaves Is He Whom Passion Rules.