Life - give me life until the end, That at the very top of being, The battle-spirit shouting in my blood, Out of the reddest hell of the fight I ….

Out of the night that covers me, Black is the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch o….

It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul..

For it's home, dearie, home--it's home I want to be. Our topsails are hoisted, and we'll away to sea. O, the oak and the ash and the bonnie birken tr….

So many are the deaths we die Before we can be dead indeed..

Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed..

Love, which is lust, is the Lamp in the Tomb. Love, which is lust, is the Call from the Gloom. Love, which is lust, is the Main of Desire. Love, w….

Open your heart and take us in, Love-love and me..

Behold me waiting—waiting for the knife.... The thick, sweet mystery of chloroform, The drunken dark, the little death-in-life.... [F]ace to face wit….

Who but knows How it goes! Life's a last year's Nightingale, Love's a last year's rose..

Here is the ghost Of a summer that lived for us, Ere is a promise Of summer to be..

O, it's die we must, but it's live we can, And the marvel of earth and sun Is all for the joy of woman and man And the longing that makes them one." ….

Life is a smoke that curls- Curls in a flickering skein, That winds and whisks and whirls, A figment thin and vain, Into the vast inane. One end….

beyond this place of wrath and tears looms but the horror of the shade.

Men may scoff, and men may pray, But they pay Every pleasure with a pain..

Life is worth Living Through every grain of it, From the foundations To the last edge Of the cornerstone, death..

Night with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep..

I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul..

This is the merit and distinction of art: to be more real than reality, to be not nature but nature's essence..

Were I so tall as to reach the pole or grasp the ocean at a span, I must be measured by my soul. The mind is the standard of the man..

Life is, I think, a blunder and a shame..