In that fierce light which beats upon a throne.
Large, divine and comfortable words.
Live pure, speak true, right wrong, follow the King--
Else, wherefore born?
Eyes of pure women, wholesome stars of love.
A man of plots,
Craft, poisonous counsels, wayside ambushings.
A damsel of high lineage, and a brow
May-blossom, and a cheek of apple-blossom,
Hawk-eyes; and lightly was her slender nose
Tip-tilted like the petal of a flower.
I follow up the quest
Despite of Day and Night and Death and Hell.
Ay, knave, because thou strikest as a knight,
Being but knave, I hate thee all the more.
Victor from vanquished issues at the last,
And overthrower from being overthrown.
For man is man and master of his fate
Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great.
The useful trouble of the rain.
The world will not believe a man repents;
And this wise world of ours is mainly right.
The whole wood-world is one full peal of praise.
Mere white truth in simple nakedness.
As love, if love be perfect, casts out fear,
So hate, if hate be perfect, casts out fear.
It is the little rift within the lute
That by and by will make the music mute,
And ever widening slowly silence all.
Blind and naked Ignorance
Delivers brawling judgments, unashamed,
On all things all day long.
For men at most differ as heaven and earth,
But women, worst and best, as heaven and hell.
I know the Table Round, my friends of old;
All brave and many generous and some chaste.
I thought that he was gentle, being great;
O God, that I had loved a smaller man!
I should have found in him a greater heart.
There must be now no passages of love
Betwixt us twain henceforward evermore.
But friend, to me
He is all fault who hath no fault at all.
For who loves me must have a touch of earth.
Ye know right well, how meek soe'er he seem,
No keener hunter after glory breathes.
The fire of God
Fills him. I never saw his like; there lives
No greater leader.