Blake / Whitman / Thomas

“To see a world in a grain of sand,

And a heaven in a wild flower,

Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,

And eternity in an hour...”
W. Blake

‎"Beat! beat! drums!--Blow! bugles! blow!

Through the windows--through doors--

burst like a ruthless force..."
W. Whitman

“...Shaped in old armour and oak

the countenance of a dunce

To shield

the glistening brain

and

blunt the examiners...”
Dylan Thomas

“O Captain! my Captain!

our fearful trip is done...”
W. Whitman

"O make me a mask and a wall to shut from your spies

Of the sharp, enamelled eyes and the spectacled claws

Rape and rebellion in the nurseries of my face..."

Dylan Thomas