Tag Archives: Poetry

Since there’s no help, come let us kiss and part.

Since there’s no help, come let us kiss and part; Nay, I have done, you get no more of me, And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart That thus so cleanly I myself can free; Shake hands … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Other Such Balms | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

Sonnet XVI from Modern Love

By George Meredith  (1829 – 1909) At dinner, she is hostess, I am host. Went the feast ever cheerfuller? She keeps The Topic over intellectual deeps In buoyancy afloat. They see no ghost. With sparkling surface-eyes we ply the ball: It … Continue reading

Posted in Events, Poetry and Other Such Balms | Tagged , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment