Philosopher's Stone by 1000timesingoldenink
Summary:
He who robs me of my purse robs me of nothing.
Twas mine, tis his, and has been slave to thousands.
--William Shakespeare
The stars are far brighter
Than gems without measure,
The moon is far whiter
Than silver in treasure.
--J. R. R. Tolkien
There are some who, were the sun pure gold, would snatch it from the sky.
Not I.
This poem got third place in the first PA challenge I ever participated in, The Anniversary Challenge v.2. :D It has also been nominated for a 2013 QSQ.
Ratings: 1st-2nd Years [ - ]
Category: Poetry
Characters: None
Warnings: None
Challenge:
Serie: None
Chapters: 1 Completed?: Yes
Wordcount: 168 Viewcount: 1060
Published on: 05/04/13 Updated On: 05/08/13
He who robs me of my purse robs me of nothing.
Twas mine, tis his, and has been slave to thousands.
--William Shakespeare
The stars are far brighter
Than gems without measure,
The moon is far whiter
Than silver in treasure.
--J. R. R. Tolkien
There are some who, were the sun pure gold, would snatch it from the sky.
Not I.
This poem got third place in the first PA challenge I ever participated in, The Anniversary Challenge v.2. :D It has also been nominated for a 2013 QSQ.
Ratings: 1st-2nd Years [ - ]
Category: Poetry
Characters: None
Warnings: None
Challenge:
Serie: None
Chapters: 1 Completed?: Yes
Wordcount: 168 Viewcount: 1060
Published on: 05/04/13 Updated On: 05/08/13
1. A Perenelle Villanelle by 1000timesingoldenink [ - ] (168 words)
Disclaimer: Jo Rowling may a poet be, but I am not the wondrous she.
I meant to post this poem ages ago, but I forgot.