| THE year 's at the spring, | |
| And day 's at the morn; | |
| Morning 's at seven; | |
| The hill-side 's dew-pearl'd; | |
| The lark 's on the wing; | 5 |
| The snail 's on the thorn; | |
| God 's in His heaven— | |
| All 's right with the world! |
| -Robert Browning |
| THE year 's at the spring, | |
| And day 's at the morn; | |
| Morning 's at seven; | |
| The hill-side 's dew-pearl'd; | |
| The lark 's on the wing; | 5 |
| The snail 's on the thorn; | |
| God 's in His heaven— | |
| All 's right with the world! |
| -Robert Browning |
18 comments:
I thought Ragtime brought bitching to high art form.
Oh, that took one minute to get you bastard.
That's sad, sad music to pair with such a cheerful poem.
I love de Lassus.
Oops. Mumps I started by looking at my saved Gesualdo pieces and unknowingly linked a de Lassus.
Not that I know the difference. The internet is a vast ocean of treasure. I regret my wasted youth.
I didn't read your email.
I told you to stop it and yet you persist.
Knock it the fuck off.
Your call woke me up and I do not appreciate it. You told me to remove you number from my devices, they're added automatically, and I complied. Yet you retain your option to bug the living shit out of me.
I am not a nice person when I'm being stalked. I told you this and you rejected it.
Now make sure to delete this before too may people see it. The next time you won't be able to do so.
And yet you responded to my text. Best wishes, silly. Rest assured, I will trouble you no longer.
Are you real, or are you Memorex?
Good-bye all. I'm sorry Chip A chose to take my offer of friendship to the open board. It's really not worth it anymore. Thanks to you all.
Sorry, I meant my request for friendship.
You really don't see what you're doing. Get help, Deborah. But not from me.
I see what I did, and I'm sorry. You get help, too. You're closing yourself up. Too proud to ask your brother for his time.
WTF????
What Pogo said.
Sometimes I hate Wikipedia. Like now, when I went there and found that this lovely bit of verse may, in fact, be "deeply ironic." Link.
I guess that's why deborah chose it?
I can feel Deborah's anguish and Chip's annoyance.
Since the garden gate closed
It's been a two-part world
With the breath filled dirt
Under heavens above
Living in Dualism
As the second act made
Two viewpoints out of One.
BTW, when it comes to "silly"...
The word's considerable sense development moved from "happy" to "blessed" to "pious," to "innocent" (c.1200), to "harmless," to "pitiable" (late 13c.), "weak" (c.1300), to "feeble in mind, lacking in reason, foolish" (1570s). Further tendency toward "stunned, dazed as by a blow" (1886) in knocked silly, etc. Silly season in journalism slang is from 1861 (August and September, when newspapers compensate for a lack of hard news by filling up with trivial stories). Silly Putty trademark claims use from July 1949.
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