Classic poem of the day
You may not believe in my other world; but it is no dream.
It can be proved with compass and scales and a plus b .
Who will integrate space and time and prove that the sum
Does not contain the quantity I describe?
Or all the grades of good and evil for every man,
Forming throughout the myriad universes
A myriad perfect men and perfect minds?
If the scale exists, can one note judge of another,
Or say it is too remote, and the instrument too vast,
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Member poem of the day
Life, a den,
To a coward horrid,
Ever a good death within,
Drunk by the great
To live.
To live, die,
At one a setback,
Sure yet again to leave
Into a power
To win.
