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In Sonnet 27 the weary poet cannot find rest — not day or night. He goes to bed weary after working hard, which is the "toil" of line one, and the "travail" of line two. As soon as he lies down, another journey begins in his thoughts ("To work my mind") — the destination is the young man, who is far from where the poet is ("from far where I abide"
Statue of Liberty in New York City. This poem was written as a donation to an auction of art and literary works [3] conducted by the "Art Loan Fund Exhibition in Aid of the Bartholdi Pedestal Fund for the Statue of Liberty" to raise money for the pedestal's construction. [4]
And, but for you, possess the field. For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes [c] silent, flooding in, the main. And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light; In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly!
How heavy do I journey on the way, When what I seek, my weary travel’s end, Doth teach that ease and that repose to say, “Thus far the miles are measur’d from thy friend!” The beast that bears me, tired with my woe, Plods dully on, to bear that weight in me, As if by some instinct the wretch did know
This poem is considered by many as one of the best war poems ever written. [ citation needed ] Studying the two parts of the poem reveals a change in the use of language from visual impressions outside the body, to sounds produced by the body – or a movement from the visual to the visceral. [ 9 ]
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Selling Coulter's Candy. When you grow old, a man to be, you'll work hard and you'll sail the seas, an' bring hame pennies for your faither and me, Tae buy mair Coulter's Candy. Coulter he's a affa funny man, He maks his candy in a pan, Awa an greet to yer ma, Tae buy some Coulter's candy. Little Annie's greetin' tae, Sae whit can puir wee ...