Infinite Riches in a Little Room
You know your places.
Fire answers fire, and through their paly flames
Each battle sees the other’s umbered face.
My lord High Constable, the English lie within fifteen hundred paces of your tents.
They watch my every move, in spite and jealousy.
Hiding in the shadows awaiting my downfall, only then will they be at ease.
I struggle in the open where every judger can see. 174 more words
Thus with imagined wing our swift scene flies
In motion of no less celerity
Than that of thought. Suppose that you have seen
The well-appointed King at Hampton pier… 233 more words
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I thought this day would come. The day that I have nothing to write about, nothing to say. All that comes to my mind is recycled thoughts and ideas that I have repeated multiple times. 162 more words
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