John Oswald is one of the Actors that I work with in the Adams Theatre. He is probably one of the most sweetest, intellectual and quirky people I've ever met in my life.
He got me a card for my birthday which contained some poetry which we had spoken about:


From WORDWORTH's "Intimations" ODE -


"Then sing, ye birds, sing, sing a joyous song!
And let the young lambs bound
As to the tabor's sound!
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of spendor in the grass, of glory in the flower
Thanks to the human heart by which we love,
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears"
(1807)

SAROYAN - Time of your Life

"In the time of your life - LIVE"




SHELLEY's "Hymn to Intellectual Beauty"

"As summer winds that creep from flower to flower
Like clouds in starlight widely spread
Like memory of music fled
Like aught that for its grace may be
Dear, and yet clearer for its mystery
Thy light alone - like mist o'er mountains driven
Or music by the night wind sent
Through strings of some still instruments,
Or moonlight on a midnight stream,
Gives grace and truth to life's unquiet dream."
(1817)