Quote #58

My body which my dungeon is, And yet my parks and palaces: - Which is so great that there I go All the day long to and fro.

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  2. There's just ae thing I cannae bear, An' that's my conscience.
  3. Dear Andrew, with the brindled hair Who glory to have thrown in air, High over arm, the trembling reed, By Ale and Kail, by Till and Tweed.
  4. Wealth I ask not, hope nor love, Nor a friend to know me; All I ask, the heaven above And the road below me.
  5. Let first the onion flourish there, Rose among roots, the maiden-fair, Wine-scented and poetic soul Of the capacious salad bowl.
  6. The untented Kosmos my abode, I pass, a wilful stranger: My mistress still the open road And the bright eyes of danger.
  7. Of all my verse, like not a single line; But like my title, for it is not mine. That title from a better man I stole: Ah, how much better, …
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