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Plan Your Castle in the Air
Bite off more than you can chew, then chew it.
Plan more than you can do, then do it.
Point your arrow at a star, take your aim and there you are.
Arrange more time than you can spare, then spare it.
Take on more than you can bear, then bear it.
Plan your castle in the air, then build a ship to take you there.
— Author unknown

2006-06-29 01:35:16 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous in Society & Culture Other - Society & Culture

9 answers

my favorite one starts...

There once was a man from Nantucket...

2006-06-29 01:40:01 · answer #1 · answered by Karen_momof4 3 · 0 0

Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.

1. The Road Not Taken


TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, 10

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. 15

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 20

2006-06-29 08:39:04 · answer #2 · answered by dxle 4 · 0 0

Nice one.
I personall like "The Road Not Taken"


TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, 10

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. 15

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

2006-06-29 08:39:55 · answer #3 · answered by Sukhjeet 2 · 0 0

The Raven, by Edgar Alan Poe

2006-06-29 08:39:18 · answer #4 · answered by Joe 6 · 0 0

You Shall Be Free

I will not hold you by restraining hands
Nor yet by tears that silently accuse.
You shall be free - like waters on the strands
That come, and go, and tarry, as they choose
I will not speak of days sweet to remember,
Of lanes we trod through April sun and shower,
Of twilight trysts through early-starred November,
Prolonged each twilight by an evening hour -
No, not a word to hint of that or this,
Lest speaking so, your going I impede.
I will resign myself to all that is -
Like unto sands when cooling waves recede.

O while the strength of seeing love undone
Still stands by me, I pray you, Love, be gone.

-Trinidad Tarrosa-Subido -

2006-06-29 09:13:43 · answer #5 · answered by yshan 1 · 0 0

My Luve is like a red, red rose by Robert Burns

O my luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O mu luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
O I will luve thee still, my dear
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
And fare-thee-weel awhile!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho' 'twere ten thousand miles.

O my luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June;
O my luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

2006-06-29 08:41:33 · answer #6 · answered by simi1808 3 · 0 0

Possibles

Listen to the mustn'ts, child
Listen to the don'ts
Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts
Listen to the never-haves, then listen close to me-
Anything can happen, child, anything can be.

-Shel Silverstein

2006-06-29 10:42:13 · answer #7 · answered by mslady_city.tranquil 1 · 0 0

my favorite poem is PSALM 23

2006-06-29 08:45:14 · answer #8 · answered by noteparece? 4 · 0 0

to me the tree

2006-06-29 08:39:11 · answer #9 · answered by lepactodeloupes 5 · 0 0

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