
(1837 3) (Vol 51) The Old Times
The Monthly Magazine
Busiris (1719), Act V, sc. i.
(1837 3) (Vol 51) The Old Times
The Monthly Magazine
“Shade, unperceiv'd, so softening into shade.”
Source: Hymn (1730), line 25.
“Hide not your talents, they for use were made. What's a sun-dial in the shade? ”
quote in Arp on Arp: poems, essays, memories, Viking, 1972, p. 231
Attributed from posthumous publications
Context: Soon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase noise and distract humanity from the essence of life, contemplation, meditation.... tooting, howling, screeching, booming, crashing, whistling, grinding, and trilling bolster his ego. His anxiety subsides. His inhuman void spreads monstrously like a gray vegetation.
“Our life is our own to-day, to-morrow you will be dust, a shade, and a tale that is told. Live mindful of death; the hour flies.”
Nostrum est<br/>quod vivis, cinis et manes et fabula fies.<br/>vive memor leti, fugit hora.
Nostrum est
quod vivis, cinis et manes et fabula fies.
vive memor leti, fugit hora.
Satire V, line 151.
The Satires
“Then say–how come the years to seem so swift,
The days, the days so slow?”
A PARADOX, BETSINDA DANCES AND OTHER POEMS