Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Beauty No. 23

Egg in a little love basket
Why wait for Valentines day?
 
 
Show your honey some love this morning and make them breakfast in bed!
Spend the day together and have fun!
There is no reason why you have to wait for the 14th of February, do it now!
 
 
Here are some beautiful quotes from various Shakespeare plays and sonnets:
 
Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel? Why, now let
me die, for I have lived long enough.
(The Merry Wives of Windsor, 3.3.35-6)
 
Such is my love, to thee I so belong,
That for thy right myself will bear all wrong.
(Sonnet 88)
 
Eternity was in our lips and eyes,
Bliss in our brows' bent; none our parts so poor
But was a race of heaven.
(Anthony and Cleopatra, 1.3.36-8)
 
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
(A Midsummer Night's Dream, 1.1.231-2)
 
Hear my soul speak:
The very instant that I saw you, did
My heart fly to your service.
(The Tempest, 3.1.60-3)
 
Take the time make you special someone feel special today. It is
 your right as a human to love when you want and how you want, don't be selfish, spread the love!
 
Have a beautiful Sunday!
- Becky -


 


Monday, December 24, 2012

Beauty No. 19

We have started a Youtube chanel! I got a ukulele for Christams and I am still learning, but my husband plays very well. Here is one of our first videos!


I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day

I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.

I thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along th'unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.

And in despair I bowed my head:
'There is no peace on earth, ' I said
'For hate is strong, and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.'

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
'God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,
With peace on earth, good will to men.'

Till, ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime,
Of peace on earth, good will to men.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Beauty No. 17


1920's throw back day
 

 

  
 

Here are some 1920's slang terms to widen your historical vocabulary:
Applesauce- an expletive same as horsefeathers, As in "Ah applesauce!"
Butt me - I'll take a cigarette
Check - kiss me later
Cat's Meow - Something splendid or stylish; similar to bee's knees; The best or greatest, wonderful.
Don't take any wooden nickels - Don't do anything stupid
Drugstore Cowboy - a guy that hangs around on a street corner trying to pick up girls
Fire extinguisher - a chaperone
Handcuff - an engagement ring
Sinker - a doughnut
Struggle Buggy - the backseat of a car. A parent's worst nightmare
You slay me - that's funny
 
Hope you have a dapper day!
Becky

Friday, October 19, 2012

Beauty No. 8

Today was one of the first days that hasn't rained! Also, it was above 45 degrees! We had to do somehting nice outside today so we went on a bike ride and had a picnic today! It was absolutely perfect! It was about 75 degrees, the sun was shinning, and where we had our picnic there was a man playing old violin tunes. It was picture perfect!

A day of Sunshine
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
    

O gift of God! O perfect day:
Whereon shall no man work, but play;
Whereon it is enough for me,
Not to be doing, but to be!

Through every fibre of my brain,
Through every nerve, through every vein,
I feel the electric thrill, the touch
Of life, that seems almost too much.

I hear the wind among the trees
Playing celestial symphonies;
I see the branches downward bent,
Like keys of some great instrument.

And over me unrolls on high
The splendid scenery of the sky,
Where though a sapphire sea the sun
Sails like a golden galleon,

Towards yonder cloud-land in the West,
Towards yonder Islands of the Blest,
Whose steep sierra far uplifts
Its craggy summits white with drifts.

Blow, winds! and waft through all the rooms
The snow-flakes of the cherry-blooms!
Blow, winds! and bend within my reach
The fiery blossoms of the peach!

O Life and Love! O happy throng
Of thoughts, whose only speech is song!
O heart of man! canst thou not be
Blithe as the air is, and as free?      

Here are some of the pictures, these are my favorite ones from today!



This was our lunch! Water, Salami, Camabert, Pistachio spread, Walnut bread, and Ameretto cookies!


 
 
 
 
 

Doesn't this look so Romantic?

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Beauty No. 6

The Rainy Day


The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.

- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Beauty No. 1

Tomorrow 

 And tomorrow the sun will shine again,
 and on the path I will take,
 it will unite us again, we happy ones,
 upon this sun-breathing earth...
 
 And to the shore, the wide shore with blue waves,
 we will descend quietly and slowly;
 we will look mutely into each other's eyes
 and the silence of happiness will settle upon us.

- John Henry Mackay 1864-1933

Originally in German, here is the English translation. Click on the word tomorrow to hear a setting of this poem by Strauss. This is breath takingly beautiful.