Feb 6, 2014
Feb 5, 2014
HOW DO I LOVE THEE
"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways..."
~ Elizabeth Barrett Browning ~
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) was married to another prominent poet Robert Browning who published the rest of her works after her death. This beautiful sonnet is the 43rd of her collection of love poems called Sonnets from the Portuguese published in 1850.
THE WOODS ARE LOVELY, DARK AND DEEP
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
Feb 3, 2014
FAERIES
When the first baby laughed for the first time, his laugh broke into a million pieces, and they all went skipping about. That was the beginning of fairies.
~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan ~
Feb 2, 2014
TO MY OLD MASTER
While searching for more old correspondence online I stumbled upon this blog containing a collection of several LETTERS OF NOTE from Michael Jordan's funny and cute love note to his dearest Laquette to a Lt. General's very cleverly concealed message.