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The Bookworms

Robert Burns

THROUGH and through th’ inspir’d leaves,
Ye maggots, make your windings;
But O respect his lordship’s taste,
And spare his golden bindings.




Quotes of the Day

Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.
• David Grayson


Poems of the Day
  • Carl Sandburg
    The Answer
    by Carl Sandburg
    You have spoken the answer. A child searches far sometimes Into the red dust On a dark rose leaf And so you have gone far For the answer is: Silence. In the republic