Texas is a state of mind. Texas is an obsession.
-John Steinbeck,
Travels with Charley:
in Search of America, 1962
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Wind and Wave
If to be absent were to be Away from thee; Or that when I am gone, You and I were alone; Then, my Lucasta, might I crave Pity from blust'ring wind, or swallowing wave. -Richard Lovelace (1618-1658), To Lucasta: Going Beyond the Seas |
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Question
Dost thou know who made thee? Gave thee life, and bid thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice? -William Blake (1757-1827), The Lamb, from Songs of Experience |
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Surprise
They flee from me that sometime did me seek With naked foot stalking in my chamber. -Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503-1542), They Flee from Me That Sometime Did Me Seek |
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Apology
I'm truly sorry Man's dominion Has broken Nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion Which makes thee startle, At me, thy poor, earth-born companion, An' fellow-mortal! -Robert Burns (1759-1796), To a Mouse on Turning Her up in Her Nest with the Plough, November, 1785 |
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Journey's End
Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid. Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. -William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Come Away, Come Away, Death, from Twelfth Night |
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Seat of the Moon
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. -Ben Johnson (1572-1637), Hymn to Diana, from Cynthia's Revels |