? THE WORLD’S TRIUMPHS by Matthew Arnold So far as I conceive the world’s rebuke To him address’d who would recast her new, Not from herself her fame of strength she took, But from their weakness who would work her rue. “Behold,” she cries, “so many rages lull’d, So many fiery spirits quite cool’d down;…
Month: September 2010
XI.by Emily Dickinson
XI. by Emily Dickinson Much madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. ‘T is the majority In this, as all, prevails. Assent, and you are sane; Demur, ? you’re straightway dangerous, And handled with a chain.