Quotes about lurk, page 3
Canto the Fourth
I
Nothing so difficult as a beginning
In poesy, unless perhaps the end;
For oftentimes when Pegasus seems winning
The race, he sprains a wing, and down we tend,
Like Lucifer when hurl'd from heaven for sinning;
Our sin the same, and hard as his to mend,
Being pride, which leads the mind to soar too far,
Till our own weakness shows us what we are.
II
But Time, which brings all beings to their level,
And sharp Adversity, will teach at last
Man, -- and, as we would hope, -- perhaps the devil,
That neither of their intellects are vast:
While youth's hot wishes in our red veins revel,
We know not this -- the blood flows on too fast;
But as the torrent widens towards the ocean,
We ponder deeply on each past emotion.
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poem by Byron from Don Juan (1824)
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Silk, satin, laces,
hark lark, perks! smirks lurk on jerks'
X rated faces.
haiku by Jonathan Robin (26 April 2005)
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Turbulent Waters
Mountain trout in deep pools lurk
Casting line in search
haiku by Charles Garcia (2005)
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Proverbs for sellers of honours
Many pounds make knight lurk.
'Payed! ' comes before a fall.
Too many records spoil the broth.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The greatest dangers to liberty lurk in the insidious encroachment by men of zeal, well meaning but without understanding.
quote by Louis D. Brandeis
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Dusk
Stay in the dark, and keep a dark shadow,
Lurk in there for a while
Bathe with so much dusk
And disappear
I will find you there.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It turns out that an eerie type of chaos can lurk just behind a facade of order -- and yet, deep inside the chaos lurks an even eerier type of order.
quote by Douglas Hostadter
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We Real Cool
THE POOL PLAYERS.
SEVEN AT THE GOLDEN SHOVEL.
We real cool. We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
poem by Gwendolyn Brooks from The Bean Eaters
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The Passions that We Fought With
The passions that we fought with and subdued
Never quite die. In some maimed serpent's coil
They lurk, ready to spring and vindicate
That power was once our torture and our lord.
poem by Trumbull Stickney
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Memories Unwelcome
Vicarious voyeurs lurk
In lower depths of guilt
Staining the moral fiber
Of empathy, of sympathy
And love
Time is bested
And the Devil
Has his due
Although
What vigilance can not erase
Awareness can prevent
poem by Shimon Weinroth
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