Best Famous Qualify Poems

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Written by William Shakespeare | Sonnet 109: O never say that I was false of heart O, never say that I was false of heart, Though absence seemed my flame to qualify. As easy might I from my self depart As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie. That is my home of love; if I have ranged, Like him that travels I return again, Just to the time, not with the time exchanged, So that myself bring water for my stain. Never believe though in my nature reigned All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood, That it could so preposterously be stained To leave for nothing all thy sum of good; For nothing this wide universe I call Save thou, my rose, in it thou art my all.

Written by Philip Larkin | Ignorance Strange to know nothing, never to be sure Of what is true or right or real, But forced to qualify or so I feel, Or Well, it does seem so: Someone must know. Strange to be ignorant of the way things work: Their skill at finding what they need, Their sense of shape, and punctual spread of seed, And willingness to change; Yes, it is strange, Even to wear such knowledge - for our flesh Surrounds us with its own decisions - And yet spend all our life on imprecisions, That when we start to die Have no idea why.

Written by Emily Dickinson | The Province of the Saved The Province of the Saved Should be the Art -- To save -- Through Skill obtained in Themselves -- The Science of the Grave No Man can understand But He that hath endured The Dissolution -- in Himself -- That Man -- be qualified To qualify Despair To Those who failing new -- Mistake Defeat for Death -- Each time -- Till acclimated -- to --

Written by Emily Dickinson | Im saying every day I'm saying every day "If I should be a Queen, tomorrow" -- I'd do this way -- And so I deck, a little, If it be, I wake a Bourbon, None on me, bend supercilious -- With "This was she -- Begged in the Market place -- Yesterday. " Court is a stately place -- I've heard men say -- So I loop my apron, against the Majesty With bright Pins of Buttercup -- That not too plain -- Rank -- overtake me -- And perch my Tongue On Twigs of singing -- rather high -- But this, might be my brief Term To qualify -- Put from my simple speech all plain word -- Take other accents, as such I heard Though but for the Cricket -- just, And but for the Bee -- Not in all the Meadow -- One accost me -- Better to be ready -- Than did next morn Meet me in Aragon -- My old Gown -- on -- And the surprised Air Rustics -- wear -- Summoned -- unexpectedly -- To Exeter --

Written by Emily Dickinson | How ruthless are the gentle -- How ruthless are the gentle -- How cruel are the kind -- God broke his contract to his Lamb To qualify the Wind --

Written by William Shakespeare | Sonnet CIX O, never say that I was false of heart, Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify. As easy might I from myself depart As from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie: That is my home of love: if I have ranged, Like him that travels I return again, Just to the time, not with the time exchanged, So that myself bring water for my stain. Never believe, though in my nature reign'd All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood, That it could so preposterously be stain'd, To leave for nothing all thy sum of good; For nothing this wide universe I call, Save thou, my rose; in it thou art my all.

Written by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe | POETRY GOD to his untaught children sent Law, order, knowledge, art, from high, And ev'ry heav'nly favour lent, The world's hard lot to qualify. They knew not how they should behave, For all from Heav'n stark-naked came; But Poetry their garments gave, And then not one had cause for shame. 1816.

Written by William Shakespeare | Sonnets xvii O NEVER say that I was false of heart, Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify! As easy might I from myself depart, As from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie: That is my home of love; if I have ranged, Like him that travels I return again, Just to the time, not with the time exchanged, So that myself bring water for my stain. Never believe, though in my nature reign'd All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood, That it could so prepost'rously be stain'd, To leave for nothing all thy sum of good: For nothing this wide Universe I call, Save thou, my Rose; in it thou art my all.