Two Loves
Reprinted from The Chameleon, December 1894.
I dreamed I stood upon a little hill,
And at my feet there lay a ground, that seemed
Like a waste garden, flowering at its will
With buds and blossoms. There were pools that dreamed
Black and unruffled; there were white lilies
A few, and crocuses, and violets
Purple or pale, snake-like fritillaries
Scarce seen for the rank grass, and through green nets
Blue eyes of shy peryenche winked in the sun.
And there were curious flowers, before unknown,
Flowers that were stained with moonlight, or with shades
Of Nature's willful moods; and here a one
That had drunk in the transitory tone
Of one brief moment in a sunset; blades
Of grass that in an hundred springs had been
Slowly but exquisitely nurtured by the stars,
And watered with the scented dew long cupped
In lilies, that for rays of sun had seen
Only God's glory, for never a sunrise mars
The luminous air of Heaven. Beyond, abrupt,
A grey stone wall. o'ergrown with velvet moss
Uprose; and gazing I stood long, all mazed
To see a place so strange, so sweet, so fair.
And as I stood and marvelled, lo! across
The garden came a youth; one hand he raised
To shield him from the sun, his wind-tossed hair
Was twined with flowers, and in his hand he bore
A purple bunch of bursting grapes, his eyes
Were clear as crystal, naked all was he,
White as the snow on pathless mountains frore,
Red were his lips as red wine-spilith that dyes
A marble floor, his brow chalcedony.
And he came near me, with his lips uncurled
And kind, and caught my hand and kissed my mouth,
And gave me grapes to eat, and said, 'Sweet friend,
Come I will show thee shadows of the world
And images of life. See from the South
Comes the pale pageant that hath never an end.'
And lo! within the garden of my dream
I saw two walking on a shining plain
Of golden light. The one did joyous seem
And fair and blooming, and a sweet refrain
Came from his lips; he sang of pretty maids
And joyous love of comely girl and boy,
His eyes were bright, and 'mid the dancing blades
Of golden grass his feet did trip for joy;
And in his hand he held an ivory lute
With strings of gold that were as maidens' hair,
And sang with voice as tuneful as a flute,
And round his neck three chains of roses were.
But he that was his comrade walked aside;
He was full sad and sweet, and his large eyes
Were strange with wondrous brightness, staring wide
With gazing; and he sighed with many sighs
That moved me, and his cheeks were wan and white
Like pallid lilies, and his lips were red
Like poppies, and his hands he clenched tight,
And yet again unclenched, and his head
Was wreathed with moon-flowers pale as lips of death.
A purple robe he wore, o'erwrought in gold
With the device of a great snake, whose breath
Was fiery flame: which when I did behold
I fell a-weeping, and I cried, 'Sweet youth,
Tell me why, sad and sighing, thou dost rove
These pleasent realms? I pray thee speak me sooth
What is thy name?' He said, 'My name is Love.'
Then straight the first did turn himself to me
And cried, 'He lieth, for his name is Shame,
But I am Love, and I was wont to be
Alone in this fair garden, till he came
Unasked by night; I am true Love, I fill
The hearts of boy and girl with mutual flame.'
Then sighing, said the other, 'Have thy will,
I am the love that dare not speak its name.'
In Praise of Shame
Last night unto my bed bethought there came
Our lady of strange dreams, and from an urn
She poured live fire, so that mine eyes did burn
At the sight of it. Anon the floating fame
Took many shapes, and one cried: "I am shame
That walks with Love, I am most wise to turn
Cold lips and limbs to fire; therefore discern
And see my loveliness, and praise my name."
And afterwords, in radiant garments dressed
With sound of flutes and laughing of glad lips,
A pomp of all the passions passed along
All the night through; till the white phantom ships
Of dawn sailed in. Whereat I said this song,
"Of all sweet passions Shame is the loveliest."
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
The Arrow and The Song, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
Friday, September 12, 2008
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Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Not so long ago...
An application was for employment
A program was a TV show
A cursor used profanity
A keyboard was a piano!
Memory was something that you lost with age
A CD was a bank account
And if you had a 3 1/2 inch floppy,
you hoped nobody found out!
Compress was something you did to garbage,
not something you did to a file.
And if you unzipped anything in public,
you'd be in jail for awhile!
Log on was adding wood to a fire
Hard drive was a long trip on the road
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived
And a backup happened to your commode!
Cut you did with a pocket knife
Paste you did with glue
A web was a spider's home
And a virus was the flu!
I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper
And the memory in my head
I hear nobody's been killed in a computer crash,
but when it happens they wish they were dead!
A program was a TV show
A cursor used profanity
A keyboard was a piano!
Memory was something that you lost with age
A CD was a bank account
And if you had a 3 1/2 inch floppy,
you hoped nobody found out!
Compress was something you did to garbage,
not something you did to a file.
And if you unzipped anything in public,
you'd be in jail for awhile!
Log on was adding wood to a fire
Hard drive was a long trip on the road
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived
And a backup happened to your commode!
Cut you did with a pocket knife
Paste you did with glue
A web was a spider's home
And a virus was the flu!
I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper
And the memory in my head
I hear nobody's been killed in a computer crash,
but when it happens they wish they were dead!
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Possibilities of Love
by Ed Kleinschmidt
We are left open and wet like shells young
girls string on strips of kelp and wear
around their necks and wrists and ankles into
the sea. In the washed-over sand, we
have to imagine our names were there, in
silver, your name like a rabbit, like
your feet, that turn away from me after
dark nights soften our bodies, turn
them into deep pools of water, fresh water
cupped in our hands on these hot beaches,
the sun which hardens us, our hair
like field straw, but it is our soft grass,
we nest in it and each other. And our hands
keep building, like a stonemason sleeping: his
buildings he has never been in want his hands
again. It is you I want again, left open.
Now somewhere else, out of reach of my brown feet,
my shell that has escaped into love, my name.
And you are here, now with pearls in your
hair, and I want to dive to find you
and carry your pearls up to air between
my lips. And to hear you breathe in
as if you were breathing for the world
and will never stop. I sleep on a dune
as if an animal waiting to carry me down
these beaches to you. And I cannot think of
a letter that is not in your name. And I cannot
think of your arms without my own wet and
stretching out. And I cannot dream of your eyes,
without them, right now, looking closely into mine.
We are left open and wet like shells young
girls string on strips of kelp and wear
around their necks and wrists and ankles into
the sea. In the washed-over sand, we
have to imagine our names were there, in
silver, your name like a rabbit, like
your feet, that turn away from me after
dark nights soften our bodies, turn
them into deep pools of water, fresh water
cupped in our hands on these hot beaches,
the sun which hardens us, our hair
like field straw, but it is our soft grass,
we nest in it and each other. And our hands
keep building, like a stonemason sleeping: his
buildings he has never been in want his hands
again. It is you I want again, left open.
Now somewhere else, out of reach of my brown feet,
my shell that has escaped into love, my name.
And you are here, now with pearls in your
hair, and I want to dive to find you
and carry your pearls up to air between
my lips. And to hear you breathe in
as if you were breathing for the world
and will never stop. I sleep on a dune
as if an animal waiting to carry me down
these beaches to you. And I cannot think of
a letter that is not in your name. And I cannot
think of your arms without my own wet and
stretching out. And I cannot dream of your eyes,
without them, right now, looking closely into mine.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Have More Energy - wikiHow
Have More Energy - wikiHow
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Feeling sluggish? Barely dragging yourself through the day? If that sounds like you, read this article to find out how to improve your energy levels.
How to Have More Energy
from wikiHow - The How to Manual That You Can Edit
Feeling sluggish? Barely dragging yourself through the day? If that sounds like you, read this article to find out how to improve your energy levels.
Steps
- Get enough sleep.
- Sleep deprivation is the most common cause of low energy and fatigue. Most adults need 8 hours of sleep every night. If you are sleeping in late on weekends, it's a sign that you don't get enough sleep during the week.
- If you have to wake up early in the morning, go to sleep earlier in the evening. Going to bed even 30 minutes earlier can make a huge difference in your energy levels during the day!
- Sleep deprivation is the most common cause of low energy and fatigue. Most adults need 8 hours of sleep every night. If you are sleeping in late on weekends, it's a sign that you don't get enough sleep during the week.
- Reduce clutter.
- Not being able to find anything among out-of-control piles of papers is stressful. Clothes that you never wear, papers that are falling everywhere and useless items that you feel sorry to throw out can invade your space and take over your life.
- Clutter causes stress and saps away energy. Dump all unnecessary stuff in a big garbage can, and you'll be able to breathe easier and have more energy.
- Not being able to find anything among out-of-control piles of papers is stressful. Clothes that you never wear, papers that are falling everywhere and useless items that you feel sorry to throw out can invade your space and take over your life.
- Drink more water.
- Being dehydrated makes you feel tired and irritable. If you are not thirsty, that does not mean that you drink enough water. By the time you feel thirsty it's too late - you are already dehydrated.
- Most people need at least 8 cups of water per day. The easiest way to know that you are drinking enough is to buy one of those "8 glass" water-bottles that they sell in most drugstores.
- Being dehydrated makes you feel tired and irritable. If you are not thirsty, that does not mean that you drink enough water. By the time you feel thirsty it's too late - you are already dehydrated.
- Take a walk.
- Sitting in the chair all day can make you feel stiff and tired, and then you'd feel too lazy to get up, creating a vicious cycle of inactivity.
- Make it into a habit to take a walk every day, and your energy levels will increase.
- Sitting in the chair all day can make you feel stiff and tired, and then you'd feel too lazy to get up, creating a vicious cycle of inactivity.
- Break a routine.
- Having the same old routine every day sucks out your soul and steals your energy.
- Do not allow yourself to get stuck in a rut! Do something new on a regular basis.
- Having the same old routine every day sucks out your soul and steals your energy.
- See a friend.
- Isolation is a recipe for bad mood and low energy. Even when you don't feel like dealing with anyone, spending time with a person whose company you enjoy will energize you.
- Isolation is a recipe for bad mood and low energy. Even when you don't feel like dealing with anyone, spending time with a person whose company you enjoy will energize you.
- Lose weight.
- Carrying excess weight puts additional strain on the body. Even an extra 10 lbs are hard to carry. Try lifting a 10 lb sack of potatoes! Now imagine it being permanently attached to you - day and night.
- If you are overweight, your body has to work hard to constantly carry around the extra pounds. Shed the excess fat, and you'll feel lighter and more energetic.
- Carrying excess weight puts additional strain on the body. Even an extra 10 lbs are hard to carry. Try lifting a 10 lb sack of potatoes! Now imagine it being permanently attached to you - day and night.
- Express yourself.
- Emotions that are unexpressed remain stored in your body. This causes fatigue because the physical body then spends a great deal of energy holding onto those emotions.
- Emotions that are unexpressed remain stored in your body. This causes fatigue because the physical body then spends a great deal of energy holding onto those emotions.
Related wikiHows
- How to Eat Right for Success and Energy During Finals
- How to Make Homemade Energy Drinks
- How to Not Crash After Having an Energy Drink
Sources and Citations
- Daily Weight Loss Tips http://www.dailyweightlosstips.com
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