Monday, July 5, 2010
at 2:58 PM | 0 comments | Musings
Letter from a Father to his son's teacher
This is the letter believed to be written by Abraham Lincoln to the head master of his son's school.Historians disagree to the fact that he actually had written such a letter to anybody.Whether Lincoln wrote or not does not matter.The true essence of education has been exemplified in this wonderful short writing.
He will have to learn,...
at 11:42 AM | 0 comments | Poetry
The Creation Hymn
There was neither non-existence nor existence then.
There was neither the realm of space nor the sky which is beyond.
What stirred?
Where?
In whose protection?
Was there water, bottomless deep?
There was neither death nor immortality then.
There was no distinguishing sign of night nor of day.
That One breathed, windless, by its own impulse.
Other...
at 11:03 AM | 0 comments | Poetry
Ozymandias-King of Kings
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand...
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