From ‘The Wind Bloweth Where It Listeth’
“Live like the wind, he said, “unfettered,
And love me while you can;
And when you will, and can be bettered,
Go to the better man.’
–Countee Cullen (found here)
From ‘Under Ben Bulben’
Cast a cold eye
On life, on death.
Horseman, pass by!
–W.B. Yeats (found here)
From Shirley Jackson’s ‘The Lottery:’
“Well, now.” Mr. Summers said soberly, “guess we better get started, get this over with, so’s we can go back to work. Anybody ain’t here?’
The PDF of ‘The Lottery’ was found at Middlebury College, of all places.
Maybe it’s time for another read?: