Elizabeth Taylor

Perchance rises up from the orient of your glance
That extinguishing sun that once I had

[Elizabeth Taylor @Elizabeth__Ta]

There was the Door to which I found no Key There was the Veil through which I might not see Some little talk awhile of Me and Thee There was–and then no more of Thee and Me

[Cyrusphoenix @hra_pheonix]

Who's the enemy

[Elizabeth Taylor @Elizabeth__Ta]

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[Elizabeth Taylor @Elizabeth__Ta]

And strange to tell, among thas Earthen Lot Some could articulate, while othert not : And suddenly one more impatient cried- " Who is the Potter, pray. and who the Pot ?

[Elizabeth Taylor @Elizabeth__Ta]

Then to the rolling Heov'n itseU I cried, Asking "What Lamp hod Destiny to guide Her little Children stumbling in the Dork? " And·" A blind understanding I" Heav'n replied

[Elizabeth Taylor @Elizabeth__Ta]

Tis all a Chequer-board of Nights and Days Where Destiny with Men for Pieces ploys: Hither and thiher moves, and mates, and slay, And one by one back in tlte Closet Jays

[Elizabeth Taylor @Elizabeth__Ta]

Tis all a Chequer-board of Nights and Days Where Destiny with Men for Pieces ploys: Hither and thiher moves, and mates, and slay, And one by one back in tlte Closet Jays

[Elizabeth Taylor @Elizabeth__Ta]

The Moving Finger writes; and having writ, Moves on : nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it