To: Kathy in Alaska
"Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:
What if my leaves are falling like its own!
The tumult of thy mighty harmonies.
Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone,
Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,
My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!
Drive my dead thoughts over the universe
Like withered leaves to quicken a new b
Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth
Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
Be through my lips to unawakened Earth
The trumpet of a prophecy! O Wind,
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?"
From "Ode to the West Wind" by Percy Bysshe Shelly
This passage illustrates my Winter personality. Only yesterday, my crocuses and a couple of my daffodils finally bloomed. I can't recall a year in which they have been so late.
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Daffodils "Thalia" - My Front Garden - 17 April 2011
These beauties have yet to bloom this year, I look forward with great anticipation to the day they burst forth!
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Where are the survivors of the massacre at Benghazi? The silence of the Obama Regime on this question is deafening!
Fiat Justitia, Ruat Coelum!
Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!
Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)
62 posted on
03/19/2013 9:57:00 PM PDT by
ConorMacNessa
(HM/2 USN, 3/5 Marines RVN 1969 - St. Michael the Archangel defend us in Battle!)
To: All
Sorry about the error in that post. The third verse should have read thus:
"Drive my dead thoughts over the universe
Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth!
And, by the incantation of this verse,"
Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa!
![](http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i25/Conormacnessa/conorhead2-1.jpg)
Where are the survivors of the massacre at Benghazi? The silence of the Obama Regime on this question is deafening!
Fiat Justitia, Ruat Coelum!
Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!
Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)
64 posted on
03/19/2013 10:04:09 PM PDT by
ConorMacNessa
(HM/2 USN, 3/5 Marines RVN 1969 - St. Michael the Archangel defend us in Battle!)
To: ConorMacNessa
Very nice....did your flowers come up by themselves, or did you have to coax them?
This winter has been strange to say the least.
67 posted on
03/19/2013 10:20:30 PM PDT by
Kathy in Alaska
(((~RIP Brian...the Coast Guard lost a good one.~)))
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