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Young Writers Society


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While you ponder this, enjoy a poem:


I Saw Thee Weep (1815)
by Lord George Gordon Byron

I saw thee weep — the big bright tear
Came o’er that eye of blue;
And then methought it did appear
A violet dropping dew—
I saw thee smile — the sapphire’s blaze
Beside thee ceased to shine;
It could not match the living rays
That fill’d that glance of thine.

II

As clouds from yonder sun receive
A deep and mellow dye,
Which scarce the shade of coming eve
Can banish from the sky—
Those smiles unto the moodiest mind
Their own pure joy impart;
Their sunshine leaves a glow behind
That lightens o’er the heart.


There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.
— W. Somerset Maugham