Unknown Traveler
Not planning to roam around
While the sky is open and wide
The traveler is someone from dark side
And he is waiting for the night
Not planning to roam around
While the sky is open and wide
The traveler is someone from dark side
And he is waiting for the night
I travelled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea;
Nor,
England
did I know till then What love I bore to thee
O black and unknown bards of long ago,
How came your lips to touch the sacred fire
How, in your darkness, did you come to
The power and beauty of the minstrel's lyre
RE is the unknown country
" I whispered sad and slow,-- "The strange and awful country To which I soon must go, must go,
To which I soon must go
" Out of the unknown country A voice sang soft and low:-- "O pleasa...
But the essential advantage for a poet is not, to have a beautiful world with which to deal: it is to be able to see beneath both beauty and ugliness; to see the boredom, and the horror, and the glory
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It was his story
You whom the kings saluted; who refused
The one great pleasure of ignoble days,
Fame without name and glory without gossip,
Whom no biographer befouls with praise
I've often heard my mother say,
When great winds blew across the day,
And, cuddled close and out of sight,
The young pigs squealed with sudden
(To JS/07/M/378/ This Marble
Is Erected by the State)He was found by the Bureau of Statistics to
One against whom there was no official complaint,
And all the reports on his conduct