Thursday
Feb132014
Thursday, February 13, 2014 at 04:44AM
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D e a r F r i e n d
Andrew and Meghan
Columbia, South Carolina
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When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear times' waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unus'd to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor'd and sorrows end.
~William Shakespeare (1564-1616)~
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Wednesday
Feb122014
Love shall resume her dominion
Wednesday, February 12, 2014 at 04:44AM
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L e f t S t a n d i n g
Trinity Church :: Wall Street
New York City
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Take back the heart thou gavest,
What is my anguish to thee?
Take back the freedom thou cravest,
Leaving the letters to me.
Take back the words thou hast spoken
Fling them aside and be free,
Smile o'er each pitiful token,
Leaving the sorrow to me.
Drink deep of life's fond illusion,
Gaze on the storm cloud and flee,
Swiftly through strife and confusion,
Leaving the burden to me.
Then when at last overtaken,
Time flings its fetters o'er thee,
Come with a trust still unshaken,
Come back a captive to me,
Come back in sadness or sorrow,
Once more my darling to be,
Come as of old, love, to borrow
Glimpses of sunlight from me.
Love shall resume her dominion,
Striving no more to be free,
When on her world-weary pinion,
Flies back my lost love to me.
~Charlotte A. Barnard (1830-1869)~
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Tuesday
Feb112014
You are here for proof
Tuesday, February 11, 2014 at 04:44AM
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W i n g T i m e
Aimwell Cemetery
Ridgeway, South Carolina
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I had withdrawn in forest, and my song
Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;
And to the forest edge you came one day
(This was my dream) and looked and pondered long,
But did not enter, though the wish was strong:
You shook your pensive head as who should say,
‘I dare not — too far in his footsteps stray —
He must seek me would he undo the wrong.'
Not far, but near, I stood and saw it all
Behind low boughs the trees let down outside;
And the sweet pang it cost me not to call
And tell you that I saw does still abide.
But ’tis not true that thus I dwelt aloof,
For the wood wakes, and you are here for proof.
Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;
And to the forest edge you came one day
(This was my dream) and looked and pondered long,
But did not enter, though the wish was strong:
You shook your pensive head as who should say,
‘I dare not — too far in his footsteps stray —
He must seek me would he undo the wrong.'
Not far, but near, I stood and saw it all
Behind low boughs the trees let down outside;
And the sweet pang it cost me not to call
And tell you that I saw does still abide.
But ’tis not true that thus I dwelt aloof,
For the wood wakes, and you are here for proof.
~Robert Frost (1874-1963)~
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Sunday
Feb092014
And these mine eyes shall see
Sunday, February 9, 2014 at 04:44AM
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Age to Age
Riverside Cemetery
Asheville, North Carolina
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O Yeares! And Age! Farewell
Behold I go
Where I do know
Infinitie to dwell.
And these mine eyes shall see
All times, how they
Are lost i' th' Sea
Of vast Eternitie.
Where never Moone shall sway
The Starres; but she
And Night, shall be
Drown'd in one endlesse Day.
~Robert Herrick (1591-1674)~
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Saturday
Feb082014
Bound in the Wholeness
Saturday, February 8, 2014 at 04:44AM
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G r a v e C a g e
Ruff Chapel
Ridgeway, South Carolina
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Why die, say I? Let us live on
In lyric world of song and shine,
With ecstasy from dawn to dawn,
Until we greet the dawn Devine.
For I believe, with star and sun,
With peak and plain, with sea and sod,
Inextricably we are one,
Bound in the Wholeness -- God.
In lyric world of song and shine,
With ecstasy from dawn to dawn,
Until we greet the dawn Devine.
For I believe, with star and sun,
With peak and plain, with sea and sod,
Inextricably we are one,
Bound in the Wholeness -- God.
~Robert Service (1874-1958)~
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