Creations out of Creations - Poetry

Much have I travelled in the realms of gold,

And many goodly states and kingdoms seen, (John Keats – On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer)

But still I long to learn (Alison Chisolm)

tales, marvellous tales,

Of ships and stars and isles where good men rest, (James Elroy Flecker – The Golden Road to Samarkand)

How others fought to forge my world. (Alison Chisolm)

What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape? What wild ecstasy? (John Keats – Ode on a Grecian Urn)

How far the unknown transcends the what we know. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Nature)

We are the music-makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams, (Arthur O’Shaughnessy – Ode)

Step forward, (Walter Savage Landor - Interlude)

To feel the blood run through the veins and tingle

Where busy thought and blind sensation mingle. (Percy Bysshe Shelley - Fragment)

Come, my friends, ‘tis not too late, (Alfred Lord Tennyson - Ulysses)

For we are the movers and shakers

Of the world for ever, it seems; (Arthur O’Shaughnessy – Ode)

To strive, to seek, to find and not to yield. (Alfred Lord Tennyson – Ulysses)


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