Percy Bysshe Shelley
- "Ode to the West Wind - I" (1)
O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, - Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead - Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, - Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, - Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, - Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed.
Kevin Lieber (Vsauce2)
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Earl Sweatshirt
- "Sunday"
My momma raised me a prophet; I play for dollar-incentive, and where I'm walking, it's studded, and half-stupid, I stumble to where she parks when she visits, I grab the bottle and chug it; I see the car in the distance; I know the dark isn't coming for the moment, if I could hold it.
Earl Sweatshirt
- "Sunday"
I could be misbehaving, but I just hang out with my friends. I'm famous, if you forgot. I'm faithful despite all of what's in my face and my pocket. And this is painfully honest. And when I say it, I vomit. On cloudy days, when I'm salty, I play the hate to the logic. State-to-state for the profit; it isn't a stain on me.
Earl Sweatshirt
- "Sunday"
I know it doesn't seem difficult to hit you up, but you're not passionate about half of the stuff you're into, and I'm not having it. And we both know that I don't mean to offend you; I'm just focused today. And I don't know why it's difficult to admit that I miss you. And I don't know why we argue, and I just hope that you listen. And if I hurt you, I'm sorry; the music makes me dismissive. When I'm awake, I'm just drifting. I'm not complaining; it's just to say that I stay pretty busy lately.
