Brian's blog about classical poetry gave me an idea for this thread.
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What was/is your favorite Poem, and give an example.
I'll start you off with mine.
Here are a few stanza's From the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam:
The Moving finger writes; and, having writ
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a line,
Nor all your tears wash out a word of it.
Oh threats of Hell and Hopes of paradise!
One thng at least is certain---THIS life flies;
One thing is certain and the rest is lies;
The flower that once has blown forever dies.
Strange, is it not? That of the myriads who
Before us pass'd the door of darkness through,
Not one returns to tell us of the road,
Which to discover, we must travel too.