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Monthly Archives: August 2006

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The Net of Memory
by Adela Florence Nicolson Cory (1865-1904)
I cast the Net of Memory,
Man’s torment and delight,
Over the level Sands of Youth
That lay serenely bright,
Their tranquil gold at times submerged
In the Spring Tides of Love’s Delight.
The Net brought up, in silver gleams,
Forgotten truth and fancies fair:
Like opal shells, small happy facts
Within the Net entangled were
With [...]

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Cupid and my Campaspe play’d
by John Lyly (1554-1606)
Cupid and my Campaspe play’d
At cards for kisses

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Choose
by Carl Sandburg (1878-1967)
The single clenched fist lifted and ready,
Or the open asking hand held out and waiting.
Choose:
For we meet by one or the other.

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Song: Go Lovely Rose
by Edmund Waller (1606-1687)
Go, lovely Rose!
Tell her that wastes her time and me,
That now she knows,
When I resemble her to thee,
How sweet and fair she seems to be.
Tell her that’s young,
And shuns to have her graces spied,
That hadst thou sprung
In [...]

Theologically-based engineering?

Yesterday, I came across this (via SmirkingChimp). It’s all about the Christian Reconstruction movement and it recounts their usual tirades against evolution, public education, etc. Given their current position in society (and in the current administration) this is all pretty scary. But here’s the sentence that really scared me: “All academic programs (except, he said, [...]

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Dream-Pedlary
by Thomas Lovell Beddoes (1803-1849)
If there were dreams to sell,
What would you buy?
Some cost a passing bell;
Some a light sigh,
That shakes from Life’s fresh crown
Only a rose-leaf down.
If there were dreams to sell,
Merry and sad to tell,
And the crier rang the bell,
What would you buy?
A cottage [...]

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No Platonic Love
by William Cartwright (1611-1643)
Tell me no more of minds embracing minds,
And hearts exchang’d for hearts;
That spirits spirits meet, as winds do winds,
And mix their subt’lest parts;
That two unbodied essences may kiss,
And then like Angels, twist and feel one Bliss.
I was that silly thing that once was wrought
[...]

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The Rub

a wonderful quote

It comes from James K. Galbraith writing for the Guardian: “The supply of amateur loudmouths is infinitely elastic.”
If true (and I suspect it is), it means that the current administration (and future ones) will always have a terrorist plot to foil whenever needed and that the War on Terrorism will last forever.

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Non Sum Qualis Eram Bonae sub Regno Cynarae
by Ernest Dowson (1867-1900)
Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine
There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed
Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine;
And I was desolate and sick of an old passion,
Yea, I was desolate and bowed my head:
I have [...]