Verse Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you: – Matthew 7:7 Meaning of Matthew 7:7 The meaning of the verse, “Ask, and it shall be given you;…
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1 Peter 4:8
Verse And above all things have fervent charity among yourselves: for charity shall cover the multitude of sins – 1 Peter 4:8 Meaning of 1 Peter 4:8 The meaning of the verse, “And above all things have fervent charity among…
Psalm 51:10
Verse Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me – Psalm 51:10 Meaning of Psalm 51:10 The meaning of the verse, “Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right…
Proverbs 18:22
Verse Whoso findeth a wife findeth a good thing, and obtaineth favour of the Lord – Proverbs 18:22 Meaning of Proverbs 18:22 The meaning of the verse, “Whoso findeth a wife findeth a good thing, and obtaineth favour of the…
Hawk Symbolism
Symbolism of Hawk in Literature Hawk as symbolism is known to inspire many folklore and stories, especially Egyptian and Indian mythologies. Hawk is one of the birds that are on top of the food chain. Hawks are found in all…
The Good Life
The Good Life By Tracy K. Smith When some people talk about money They speak as if it were a mysterious lover Who went out to buy milk and never Came back, and it makes me nostalgic For the years…
The Angel
The Angel By William Blake I dreamt a dream! What can it mean? And that I was a maiden Queen Guarded by an Angel mild: Witless woe was ne’er beguiled! And I wept both night and day, And he wiped…
On Living and Leaving
On Living and Leaving By Sums Paguia The ones who live are at lost Of the joys of living. The ones Who dwell, and continue to strut Are those who carry Sorrow on Their tired backs. As they ache for…
Once More unto the Breach, Dear Friends, Once More
Once More unto the Breach, Dear Friends, Once More By William Shakespeare (Spoken by King Henry, from Henry V) Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there’s…
One for Sorrow
One for Sorrow One for sorrow, Two for joy, Three for a girl, Four for a boy, Five for silver, Six for gold, Seven for a secret, Never to be told, Eight for a wish, Nine for a kiss Ten…
The Buried Life
The Buried Life By Matthew Arnold Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless sadness o’er me roll. Yes, yes, we know that we can jest, We know,…
[you fit into me]
[you fit into me] By Margaret Atwood you fit into me like a hook into an eye a fish hook an open eye Summary of [you fit into me] Popularity of “[you fit into me]”: Written by Margaret Atwood, a…
The Landlady
The Landlady By Margaret Atwood This is the lair of the landlady She is a raw voice loose in the rooms beneath me. the continuous henyard squabble going on below thought in this house like the bicker of blood through…
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art By John Keats Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,…
And Ut Pictura Poesis Is Her Name
And Ut Pictura Poesis Is Her Name By John Ashbery You can’t say it that way any more. Bothered about beauty you have to Come out into the open, into a clearing, And rest. Certainly whatever funny happens to you…
The Windmill
The Windmill By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Behold! a giant am I! Aloft here in my tower, With my granite jaws I devour The maize, and the wheat, and the rye, And grind them into flour. I look down over the farms; In the fields of grain I see The harvest that is to be, And I fling to the air my arms, For I know it is all for me. I hear the sound of flails Far off, from the threshing-floors In barns, with their open doors, And the wind, the wind in my sails, Louder and louder roars. I stand here in my place, With my foot on the rock below, And whichever way it may blow, I meet it face to face, As…
Fata Morgana
Fata Morgana By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow O sweet illusions of Song, That tempt me everywhere, In the lonely fields, and the throng Of the crowded thoroughfare! I approach, and ye vanish away, I grasp you, and ye are gone; But ever by night an day, The melody soundeth on. As the weary traveller sees In desert or prairie vast, Blue lakes, overhung with trees, That a pleasant shadow cast; Fair towns with turrets high, And shining roofs of gold, That vanish as he draws nigh, Like…
Fear No More the Heat O’ the Sun
Fear No More the Heat O’ the Sun By William Shakespeare Fear no more the heat o’ the sun, Nor the furious winter’s rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages: Golden lads and…
The Armadillo
The Armadillo By Elizabeth Bishop for Robert Lowell This is the time of year when almost every night the frail, illegal fire balloons appear. Climbing the mountain height, rising toward a saint still honored in these parts, the paper chambers…
Love is Not All – Sonnet XXX
Love is Not All – Sonnet XXX By Edna St. Vincent Millay Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink And…