Ink Academy

Somewhere or other Byron makes use of the French word longeur, and remarks in passing that though in England we happen not to have the word...

The red sunset, with narrow, black cloud strips like threats across it, lay on the curved horizon of the prairie. The air was still and cold...

When I am tired, and old and worn,    And harass'd by regret; When blame, reproach, and worldlings' scorn    On every side are ...

When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home, Let him combat for that of his neighbors; Let him think of the glories of Greece and Rome...

I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep ...