In Flanders Fields

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders Fields

“In Flanders Fields” is a war poem in the form of a rondeau, written during the First World War by Canadian physician Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae

In Flanders Fields By John McCrae
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
    That mark our place; and in the sky
    The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
    Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
        In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
    The torch; be yours to hold it high.
    If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
        In Flanders fields.
Two Poems From The War

Two Poems From The War

Two Poems From The War by Archibald MacLeish

Oh, not the loss of the accomplished thing!
Not dumb farewells, nor long relinquishment
Of beauty had, and golden summer spent,
And savage glory of the fluttering
Torn banners of the rain, and frosty ring
Of moon-white winters, and the imminent
Long-lunging seas, and glowing students bent
To race on some smooth beach the gull’s wing:

Not these, nor all we’ve been, nor all we’ve loved,
The pitiful familiar names, had moved
Our hearts to weep for them; but oh, the star
The future is! Eternity’s too wan
To give again that undefeated, far,
All-possible irradiance of dawn.

Like moon-dark, like brown water you escape,
O laughing mouth, O sweet uplifted lips.
Within the peering brain old ghosts take shape;
You flame and wither as the white foam slips
Back from the broken wave: sometimes a start,
A gesture of the hands, a way you own
Of bending that smooth head above your heart,–
Then these are varied, then the dream is gone.

Oh, you are too much mine and flesh of me
To seal upon the brain, who in the blood
Are so intense a pulse, so swift a flood
Of beauty, such unceasing instancy.
Dear unimagined brow, unvisioned face,
All beauty has become your dwelling place.

Be not Sad by James Joyce

Be not Sad by James Joyce

Be not sad because all men
Prefer a lying clamour before you:
Sweetheart, be at peace again — –
Can they dishonour you?

They are sadder than all tears;
Their lives ascend as a continual sigh.
Proudly answer to their tears:
As they deny, deny.

James Joyce

And Ask Ye Why These Sad Tears Stream

And Ask Ye Why These Sad Tears Stream

‘and Ask Ye Why These Sad Tears Stream?’ Poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson

‘And ask ye why these sad tears stream?’

‘Te somnia nostra reducunt.’
OVID.

And ask ye why these sad tears stream?
Why these wan eyes are dim with weeping?
I had a dream–a lovely dream,
Of her that in the grave is sleeping.

I saw her as ’twas yesterday,
The bloom upon her cheek still glowing;
And round her play’d a golden ray,
And on her brows were gay flowers blowing.

With angel-hand she swept a lyre,
A garland red with roses bound it;
Its strings were wreath’d with lambent fire
And amaranth was woven round it.

I saw her mid the realms of light,
In everlasting radiance gleaming;
Co-equal with the seraphs bright,
Mid thousand thousand angels beaming.

I strove to reach her, when, behold,
Those fairy forms of bliss Elysian,
And all that rich scene wrapt in gold,
Faded in air–a lovely vision!

And I awoke, but oh! to me
That waking hour was doubly weary;
And yet I could not envy thee,
Although so blest, and I so dreary.

Alfred Lord Tennyson

Clown in the Moon

Clown in the Moon

My tears are like the quiet drift
Of petals from some magic rose;
And all my grief flows from the rift
Of unremembered skies and snows.

I think, that if I touched the earth,
It would crumble;
It is so sad and beautiful,
So tremulously like a dream.

Dylan Thomas

The Richest Man in Babylon

The Richest Man in Babylon

Self Help

The Richest Man in Babylon

The Richest Man in Babylon is a 1926 book by George S. Clason that dispenses financial advice through a collection of parables set 4,097 years earlier, in ancient Babylon

The Millionaire Next door

⭐ Overview / Summary

The Richest Man in Babylon is a classic personal finance book written by George S. Clason, first published in 1926. The book is not a historical document from ancient Babylon but a collection of modern parables set in that time to illustrate timeless financial principles. A timeless classic sharing personal finance lessons through ancient Babylonian parables. The book originated as a series of informational pamphlets, written by George S. Clason and distributed by banks and insurance companies, starting in 1926. These were later compiled into the complete book

💡 Key Points

  • “Pay yourself first.”

  • Live on less than you earn.

  • Seek advice from wise experts.

  • Multiply your wealth through investment.

🔍 Interesting Insight

Saving at least 10% of all income is the foundation of wealth building. The core message is that the laws governing the acquisition of wealth are universal and unchanging, as relevant today as they were when the book was first written

📚 Lessons Learned

  • Consistency and discipline are more valuable than complex strategies.

  • Financial wisdom is ancient and universal.

🎯 Who Should Read It?

Beginners, students, and anyone who loves story-based learning.


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