A WORD TO HUSBANDS BY OGDEN NASH

A WORD TO HUSBANDS BY OGDEN NASH

To keep your marriage brimming

With love in the loving cup,

Whenever you're wrong, admit it;

Whenever you're right, shut up.

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ALL THE WORLD'S A STAGE BY SHAKESPEARE

ALL THE WORLD'S A STAGE BY SHAKESPEARE

All the world’s a stage,

And all the men and women merely players;

They have their exits and their entrances;

And one man in his time plays many parts,

His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,

Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms;

And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel

And shining morning face, creeping like snail

Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,

Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad

Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,

Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,

Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,

Seeking the bubble reputation

Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,

In fair round belly with good capon lin’d,

With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,

Full of wise saws and modern instances;

And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts

Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon,

With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;

His youthful hose, well sav’d, a world too wide

For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,

Turning again toward childish treble, pipes

And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,

That ends this strange eventful history,

Is second childishness and mere oblivion;

Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH 

I wandered lonely as a cloud 

That floats on high o'er vales and hills, 

When all at once I saw a crowd, 

A host, of golden daffodils; 

Beside the lake, beneath the trees, 

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. 

Continuous as the stars that shine 

And twinkle on the milky way, 

They stretched in never-ending line 

Along the margin of a bay: 

Ten thousand saw I at a glance, 

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. 

The waves beside them danced; but they 

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: 

A poet could not but be gay, 

In such a jocund company: 

I gazed—and gazed—but little thought 

What wealth the show to me had brought: 

For oft, when on my couch I lie 

In vacant or in pensive mood, 

They flash upon that inward eye 

Which is the bliss of solitude; 

And then my heart with pleasure fills, 

And dances with the daffodils.

DON'T GO FAR OFF BY PABLO NERUDA

DON'T GO FAR OFF BY PABLO NERUDA 

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because -- 

because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long 

and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station 

when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep. 

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because 

then the little drops of anguish will all run together, 

the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift 

into me, choking my lost heart. 

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach; 

may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance. 

Don't leave me for a second, my dearest, 

because in that moment you'll have gone so far 

I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking, 

Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

CRIME AND PUNISHMENT BY FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY

CRIME AND PUNISHMENT BY FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY 

“Man is a mystery: if you spend your entire life trying to puzzle it out, then do not say that you have wasted your time. I occupy myself with this mystery, because I want to be a man.” – Dostoevsky 

In Crime and Punishment, unlike other crime fictions, the mystery of who commits crime has been unbridled in the very beginning of the novel. So, the entire focus is placed on why the crime has been committed? Or what is the Motive of Raskolnikov for committing a crime? This question occurs again and again in the novel that Raskolnikov himself is not able to answer certainly. Dostoevsky presents multifarious reasons for Raskolnikov’s criminal act. Raskolnikov is propelled by multiple motives. That can be seen in his conversation with Sonia and Dounia after his confession. Dostoevsky seeks moral regeneration of the society from highly individualistic philosophy yielding to higher justice.