A pulse in the eternal mind, no less Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given; Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
this poem tends to use more positive language and talks more about leaving a legacy behind
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given; Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
this poem tends to use more positive language and talks more about leaving a legacy behind
We have all seized the white perimeter as our own and reached for a pen if only to show we did not just laze in an armchair turning pages;
to me this is saying that when we read poetry we write in the margins to almost prove to ourselves that we are really thinking deep and trying to better understand the poem we read rather than appearing to have just skimmed the poem giving it no thought