Kategori: Words

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night, 
Lulled in these flowers with dances and delight

Oberon, ”a midsummer night´s dream” shakespeare

What angel wakes me from my flow’ry bed?

Titania. from a ”midsommer night´s dream” shakespeare

Keep a green tree
in your heart
and perhaps
the singing bird
will come

Lois Lowry

Run into your unknown

Becs Gentry

To read a poem in January
is as lovely as to go for a walk in June

Jean-Paul Sartre