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rdf:about="http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2008/4/2/this.html"><rss:title>THIS</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2008/4/2/this.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Jennifer Weber</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-04-02T17:34:11Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<h6><span class="sizeGreater20"><em><strong>This</strong></em></span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20"><em><strong>Blessed throbbing redundancy</strong></em></span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20"><em><strong>Faintly cautious harmony</strong></em></span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20"><em><strong>And steamy cant of sloe eyes</strong></em></span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20"><em><strong>Softening a fierce and instant aura</strong></em></span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20"><em><strong>This</strong></em></span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20"><em><strong>Relevant incendiary modernity</strong></em></span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20"><em><strong>Unfragile ageless mien</strong></em></span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20"><em><strong>And curving lyric of a lip</strong></em></span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20"><em><strong>Lush and precious real estate</strong></em></span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20"><em><strong>This</strong></em></span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20"><em><strong>Is and ever will be you</strong></em></span></h6>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2008/1/14/life.html"><rss:title>Life</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2008/1/14/life.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Jennifer Weber</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-01-14T16:01:35Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<font face="Trebuchet MS">A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in,<br />A minute to smile and an hour to weep in,<br />A pint of joy to a peck of trouble,<br />And never a laugh but the moans come double;<br />And that is life!<br /><br />A crust and a corner that love makes precious,<br />With a smile to warm and tears to refresh us;<br />And joy seems sweeter when cares come after,<br />And a moan is the greatest of foils for laughter;<br />And that is life!</font><font face="Trebuchet MS"> <p>~Paul Laurence Dunbar</p></font>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2008/1/3/because-i-love-you.html"><rss:title>Because I Love You</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2008/1/3/because-i-love-you.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Jennifer Weber</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-01-03T04:56:14Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<h5><span class="sizeLess20">Baby I don't think I'm gonna do</span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>The things your hands make me want to</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>But if I did decide to go that way</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>The one that I'd surrender to is you</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Because I love you.</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Because I love you ...</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>For you I'd swim into the deep</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>For you I'd lose what I can't keep</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>For you I'd color outside the lines</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>For you I'd turn around on a dime</em></span></h5><h5></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Darlin' I don't think that I should say</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>What I want to when you look at me that way</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>But if I ever say those fateful words</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>The only one I'll say them to is you</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Because I love you.</em></span></h5><h5></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Because I love you ...</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>For you I'd hold back the tide</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>For you I'd go back to the dark side</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>For you I'd smile that knowing smile</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>For you I'd walk that extra mile</em></span></h5><h5></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Honey I don't think that I should see</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>The places you seem to want to take me</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Because I'd leave a lot behind it's true</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>But if I change my mind I'll go with you</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Because I love you.</em></span></h5><h5></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Because I love you ...</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>For you I'd taste forbidden fruit</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>For you I'd take an alternate route</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>For you I'd chase that rainbow down</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>For you I'd forfeit any crown</em></span></h5><h5></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Baby I don't think I'll learn that song</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>That tries to make a right out of a wrong</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>But if I knew you wanted me to sing it</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>No force on earth could ever silence me</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Because I love you.</em></span></h5><h5></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Because I love you ...</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>In your arms is paradise for me</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>In your eyes I see all I want to see</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>In your heart is the soul of my creed</em></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>In your hand is all the joy I need</em></span></h5><h5></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"></span></h5><h5><span class="sizeLess20"><em>Because I love you.</em></span></h5>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2007/11/16/xcii.html"><rss:title>XCII</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2007/11/16/xcii.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Jennifer Weber</dc:creator><dc:date>2007-11-16T12:36:18Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font face="Trebuchet MS">But do thy worst to steal thyself away,<br />For term of life thou art assured mine,<br />And life no longer than thy love will stay,<br />For it depends upon that love of thine.<br />Then need I not to fear the worst of wrongs,<br />When in the least of them my life hath end.<br />I see a better state to me belongs<br />Than that which on thy humour doth depend;<br />Thou canst not vex me with inconstant mind,<br />Since that my life on thy revolt doth lie.<br />O, what a happy title do I find,<br />Happy to have thy love, happy to die!<br />But what's so blessed-fair that fears no blot?<br />Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it 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darkness</strong></h6><h6><strong>Still another mile</strong></h6><h6><br /><strong>I believe in angels<br />Something good in everything I see<br />I believe in angels<br />When I know the time is right for me<br />I&rsquo;ll cross the stream -- I have a dream<br />I&rsquo;ll cross the stream -- I have a dream</strong></h6>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2007/11/3/cxvi.html"><rss:title>CXVI.</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2007/11/3/cxvi.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Jennifer Weber</dc:creator><dc:date>2007-11-03T16:16:41Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<h6><strong>Let me not to the marriage of true minds </strong></h6><h6><strong>Admit impediments. Love is not love </strong></h6><h6><strong>Which alters when it alteration finds, </strong></h6><h6><strong>Or bends with the remover to remove: </strong></h6><h6><strong>O no! it is an ever-fixed mark </strong></h6><h6><strong>That looks on tempests and is never shaken; </strong></h6><h6><strong>It is the star to every wandering bark, </strong></h6><h6><strong>Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. </strong></h6><h6><strong>Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks </strong></h6><h6><strong>Within his bending sickle's compass come: </strong></h6><h6><strong>Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, </strong></h6><h6><strong>But bears it out even to the edge of doom. </strong></h6><h6><strong>If this be error and upon me proved, </strong></h6><h6><strong>I never writ, nor no man ever loved.</strong></h6>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2007/11/3/lxxxiv.html"><rss:title>LXXXIV.</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2007/11/3/lxxxiv.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Jennifer Weber</dc:creator><dc:date>2007-11-03T16:07:10Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Who is it that says most? which can say more<br />Than this rich praise, that you alone are you?<br />In whose confine immured is the store<br />Which should example where your equal grew.<br />Lean penury within that pen doth dwell<br />That to his subject lends not some small glory;<br />But he that writes of you, if he can tell<br />That you are you, so dignifies his story,<br />Let him but copy what in you is writ,<br />Not making worse what nature made so clear,<br />And such a counterpart shall fame his wit,<br />Making his style admired every where.<br />You to your beauteous blessings add a curse,<br />Being fond on praise, which makes your praises worse.</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2007/11/2/lxxxvi.html"><rss:title>LXXXVI.</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2007/11/2/lxxxvi.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Jennifer Weber</dc:creator><dc:date>2007-11-02T14:28:38Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Was it the proud full sail of his great verse,<br />Bound for the prize of all too precious you,<br />That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse,<br />Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew?<br />Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write<br />Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dead?<br />No, neither he, nor his compeers by night<br />Giving him aid, my verse astonished.<br />He, nor that affable familiar ghost<br />Which nightly gulls him with intelligence<br />As victors of my silence cannot boast;<br />I was not sick of any fear from thence:<br />But when your countenance fill'd up his line,<br />Then lack'd I matter; that enfeebled mine.<br /></p><p>~W.S.~</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2007/10/28/in-memoriam-ahh-excerpt.html"><rss:title>In Memoriam A.H.H. (Excerpt)</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2007/10/28/in-memoriam-ahh-excerpt.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Jennifer Weber</dc:creator><dc:date>2007-10-28T01:56:52Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<h6><span class="sizeGreater20">Dear friend, far off, my lost desire,</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">So far, so near in woe and weal;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">O loved the most, when most I feel</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">There is a lower and a higher;</span></h6><p></p><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">Known and unknown; human, divine;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">Sweet human hand and lips and eye;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">Dear heavenly friend that canst not die,</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">Mine, mine, for ever, ever mine;</span></h6><p></p><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">Strange friend, past, present, and to be;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">Loved deeplier, darklier understood;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">Behold, I dream a dream of good,</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">And mingle all the world with thee.</span></h6><p></p><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">Thy voice is on the rolling air;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">I hear thee where the waters run;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">Thou standest in the rising sun,</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">And in the setting thou art fair.</span></h6><p></p><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">What art thou then?&nbsp; I cannot guess;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">But though I seem in star and flower</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">To feel thee some diffusive power,</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">I do not therefore love thee less:</span></h6><p></p><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">My love involves the love before;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">My love is vaster passion now;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">Though mixed with God and Nature thou,</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">I seem to love thee more and more.</span></h6><p></p><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">Far off thou art, but ever nigh;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">I have thee still, and I rejoice;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">I prosper, circled with thy voice;</span></h6><h6><span class="sizeGreater20">I shall not lose thee though I die.</span></h6><p></p><p><span class="sizeLess20">~Alfred, Lord Tennyson~</span></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2007/10/25/how-do-you-keep-the-music-playing.html"><rss:title>How Do You Keep The Music Playing</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.jennyweber.com/words-and-music/2007/10/25/how-do-you-keep-the-music-playing.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Jennifer Weber</dc:creator><dc:date>2007-10-25T00:50:27Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font face="Arial">Lyrics by Alan Bergman / Marilyn Bergman / Michel Legrand</font></p><p><font face="Trebuchet MS">How do you keep the music playing?<br />How do you make it last?<br />How do you keep the song from fading too fast?<br /><br />How do you lose yourself to someone <br />And never lose your way?<br />How do you not run out of new things to say?<br /><br />And since you know we're always changing,<br />How can it be the same?<br />And tell me how year after year <br />You're sure your heart will fall apart<br />Each time you hear his name?<br /><br />I know the way I feel for you is now or never<br />The more I love, the more that I&rsquo;m afraid<br />That in your eyes I may not see forever ... forever<br /><br />If we can be the best of lovers<br />Yet be the best of friends<br />If we can try with every day<br />To make it better as it goes<br />With any luck then I suppose<br />The music never ends.</font></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item></rdf:RDF>