All Things Human

A Song
by Laurence Binyon (1869-1943)
For Mercy, Courage, Kindness, Mirth,
There is no measure upon earth.
Nay, they wither, root and stem,
If an end be set to them.
Overbrim and overflow,
If your own heart you would know;
For the spirit born to bless
Lives but in its own excess.

The Careless Good Fellow
by John Oldham (1653-1683)
A pox of this fooling, and plotting of late,
What a pother, and stir has it kept in the state?
Let the rabble run mad with suspicions, and fears,
Let them scuffle, and jar, till they go by the ears:
Their grievances never shall trouble my pate,
So [...]

On the

Dei gamle Fjelli
by Ivar Aasen (1813-1896)
Dei gamle fjell i syningom
Er alltid eins

The Charm
by Rupert Brooke (1887-1915)
In darkness the loud sea makes moan;
And earth is shaken, and all evils creep
About her ways.
Oh, now to know you sleep!
Out of the whirling blinding moil, alone,
Out of the slow grim fight,
One thought to [...]