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- Henry Austin Dobson

Time goes, you say? Ah no! Alas, Time stays, we go.


"Alas, Time stays, --- we go!"

A friend of mine is teaching a summer school class about the city of Chicago and is out of town for a couple of days, so I am subbing for her. 872 more words


A Kiss By Henry Austin Dobson

Rose kissed me to-day.
Will she kiss me tomorrow?
Let it be as it may,
Rose kissed me today.
But the pleasure gives way
To a savour of sorrow;- 11 more words


Fame Is A Food That Dead Men Eat By Henry Austin Dobson

Fame is a food that dead men eat,-
I have no stomach for such meat.
In little light and narrow room,
They eat it in the silent tomb, 81 more words


The Book-Plate’s Petition by Henry Austin Dobson

By a gentleman of the temple.

While cynic CHARLES still trimm’d the vane
‘Twixt Querouaille and Castlemaine,
In days that shocked JOHN EVELYN,
My First Possessor fixed me in. 296 more words


It's the small things

Sometimes you just have to stop and think about the importance of a moment. I love that my job allows me to do that on a regular basis. 410 more words


Saturday Sayings - Color

The Ladies of St. James’s!
They’re painted to the eyes;
Their white it stays forever,
Their red it never dies:
But Phyllida, my Phyllida!
Her… 94 more words