@3ONLY on the days when my life has ebbed Do I feel the need of books to renew me ... But on the days when I am quick and pouring with life, I turn to the book of the world at whatever page I happen to open it, And read what never yet was told in ink.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ARAB TO THE PALM by BAYARD TAYLOR COLIN AND LUCY by THOMAS TICKELL FRIENDS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE COYOTE CHORUS by ANNE BIRDSALL ECHOES OF SPRING: 7 by MATHILDE BLIND A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 7 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT NIGHT AND MORNING SONGS: 9. A MAD MAID'S SONG by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |