To: tomkow6; Lady Jag; Knitting A Conundrum; MEG33; NY Attitude; SevenofNine; Kathy in Alaska; ...
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Good morning, everyone!
On The Banks Of A Rocky Stream
BEHOLD an emblem of our human mind
Crowded with thoughts that need a settled home,
Yet, like to eddying balls of foam
Within this whirlpool, they each other chase
Round and round, and neither find
An outlet nor a resting-place!
Stranger, if such disquietude be thine,
Fall on thy knees and sue for help divine.
- William Wordsworth
To: tomkow6
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Mernin' Tom!
To: Soaring Feather; tomkow6; All
Tomkow tell Acad Bo Diddley just died he was 78 year old according to Fox news wire
31 posted on
06/02/2008 9:09:53 AM PDT by
SevenofNine
("We are Freepers, all your media belong to us, resistence is futile")
To: All; Soaring Feather; Lady Jag; tomkow6; Kathy in Alaska; WayzataJOHNN; NY Attitude; tongue-tied; ..
Happy Monday To The Lair
The Genesis of the Butterfly by Victor Hugo
The dawn is smiling on the dew that covers
The tearful roses; lo, the little lovers
That kiss the buds, and all the flutterings
In jasmine bloom, and privet, of white wings,
That go and come, and fly, and peep and hide,
With muffled music, murmured far and wide.
Ah, the Spring time, when we think of all the lays
That dreamy lovers send to dreamy mays,
Of the fond hearts within a billet bound,
Of all the soft silk paper that pens wound,
The messages of love that mortals write
Filled with intoxication of delight,
Written in April and before the May time
Shredded and flown, playthings for the wind's playtime,
We dream that all white butterflies above,
Who seek through clouds or waters souls to love,
And leave their lady mistress in despair,
To flit to flowers, as kinder and more fair,
Are but torn love-letters, that through the skies
Flutter, and float, and change to butterflies
33 posted on
06/02/2008 9:51:43 AM PDT by
MEG33
(God Bless Our Military)
To: Soaring Feather; tomkow6; NY Attitude; WayzataJOHNN; Kathy in Alaska; MEG33; Allegra; ...
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I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed---and gazed---but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
William Wordsworth
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35 posted on
06/02/2008 10:26:55 AM PDT by
Lady Jag
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To: Soaring Feather
How many faces did you find? At first glance I saw 4.
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