For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it - Ivan Panin
Friday, August 21, 2009
FRIDAY 21ST AUGUST
This is the miracle that happens every time to those who really love - the more they give, the more they possess. (Rainer Maria Rilke 1875-1926)
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"Bluebells" by Lawrence Alma-Tadema (1836-1912)
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I sleep with thee, and wake with thee,
And yet thou art not there;
I fill my arms with thoughts of thee,
And press the common air.
Thy eyes are gazing upon mine
When thou art out of sight;
My lips are always touching thine
At morning, noon, and night.
I think and speak of other things
To keep my mind at rest,
But still to thee my memory clings
Like love in woman's breast.
I hide it from the world's wide eye
And think and speak contrary,
But soft the wind comes from the sky
And whispers tales of Mary.
The night-wind whispers in my ear,
The moon shines on my face;
The burden still of chilling fear
I find in every place.
The breeze is whispering in the bush,
And the leaves fall from the tree,
All sighing on, and will not hush,
Some pleasant tales of thee.
(John Clare 1793-1864)
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This is the first of 6 flower paintings by Joy Shaylor
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This is a beautiful piece of music by Gabriel Faure (1845-1924) - Pavane.
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