Amusement is the happiness of those who cannot think.
2 days, 16 hours ago
साहित्य संगालो २०१३
True ease in writing comes from art, not chance,
As those move easiest who have learned to dance.
‘Tis not enough no harshness gives offense, … 107 more words
4 days, 13 hours ago
Happy the man, whose wish and care
A few paternal acres bound,
Content to breathe his native air,
In his own ground.
Whose heards with milk, whose fields with bread, 83 more words
Oh Tyrant Love! hast thou possest
The prudent, learn’d, and virtuous breast?
Wisdom and wit in vain reclaim,
And Arts but soften us to feel thy flame. 240 more words
Making stones speak
I recently completed a restoration project for the National Trust at Stourhead, working with Cliveden Conservation Workshops. The inscription in the grotto had become illegible as people had worn away the last line of the Alexander Pope poem as they approached the spring. 270 more words
5 days, 13 hours ago
Ye shades, where sacred truth is sought;
Groves, where immortal Sages taught;
Where heav’nly visions of Plato fir’d,
And Epicurus lay inspir’d!
In vain your guiltless laurels stood… 193 more words
5 days, 21 hours ago
With no poetic ardour fir’d
I press the bed where Wilmot lay;
That here he lov’d, or here expir’d,
Begets no numbers grave or gay. 58 more words
5 days, 22 hours ago