“The grave’s a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace” “But at my back I always hear Time’s winged chariot hurrying near.” “Had we but world enough, and time, this coyness, lady, were no crime.” If you like this post, share it with your friends. Just Copy and paste the code below to your friends orkut,myspace, hi5, friendster,...

Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. If you like this post, share it with your friends. Just Copy and paste the code below to your friends orkut,myspace, hi5, friendster, etc... profile : Dylan ThomasDo not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light...... For more jokes ..click: Here!!

Emily Dickinson is a 19th Century American poet. Born in Amherst, Massachusetts on 10 December 1830, she lived a mysterious life secluded from the hustle and bustle of her society. She was more of a hermit who died unmarried at the age of 56. Her poems are noted for their unconventional and innovative style. I’m nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there’s a pair of us —...