I just wanted to share some of my favourite poetry and invite you to share yours. I was looking through my import poetry, most of it is old style and some in very old english, but I prefer the King James Version Bible, so it's in a familiar and beautiful style to me anyway. This one never fails to move me: WEEP YOU NO MORE, SAD FOUNTAINS Weep you no more, sad fountains; What need you flow so fast? Look how the snowy mountains Heaven's sun doth gently waste. But my sun's heavenly eyes View not your weeping, That now lie sleeping Softly, now softly lies Sleeping. Sleep is a reconciling, A rest that peace begets. Doth not the sun rise smiling When fair at even he sets? Rest you then, rest, sad eyes, Melt not in weeping While she lies sleeping Softly, now softly lies Sleeping.