Down-hearted doubters dull and excluded, Frivolous, sullen, moping, angry, affected, dishearten'd, atheistical, I know every one of you, I know the sea of torment, doubt, despair and unbelief.
Adaptations TV series Stay Out of the Basement was adapted into a two-part episode of the Goosebumps TV series.
I am given up by traitors, I talk wildly, I have lost my wits, I and nobody else am the greatest traitor, I went myself first to the headland, my own hands carried me there.I understand the large hearts of heroes, The courage of present times and all times, How the skipper saw the crowded and rudderless wreck of the steamship, and Death chasing it up and down the storm, How he knuckled tight and gave not back.For me the keepers of convicts shoulder their carbines and keep watch, It is I let out in the morning and barr'd at night.Again the long roll of the drummers, Again the attacking cannon, mortars, Again to my listening ears the cannon responsive.Whatever goes to the tilth of me it shall be you!All forces have been steadily employ'd to complete and delight me, Now on this spot I stand with my robust soul.Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation.I do not know what is untried and afterward, But I know it will in its turn prove sufficient, and cannot fail.I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash'd babe, and am not contain'd between my hat and boots, And peruse manifold objects, no two alike and every one good, The earth good and the stars good, and their adjuncts all good.None obey'd the command to kneel, Some made a mad and helpless rush, some stood stark and straight, A few fell at once, shot in the temple or heart, the living and dead lay together, The maim'd and mangled dug in the dirt, the new-comers.
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After lying in bed for a while unable to sleep, she heads downstairs to the kitchen for a drink, jumping at the sight of Casey, who also couldnt sleep.
I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.
Births have brought us richness and variety, And other births will bring us richness and variety.
What have you to confide to me?
The authors of poetry and other material appearing on DayPoems retain full rights to their work.Brewer heads out to continue work on the sink.7 Has any one supposed it lucky to be born?Have you reckon'd a thousand acres much?I seize the descending man and raise him with resistless will, O despairer, here is my neck, By God, you shall not go down!They are alive and well somewhere, The smallest sprout shows there is really no death, And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it, And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.49 And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm.My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air, Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same, I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin, Hoping to cease not till death.