To: Publius
I love wolfhounds, but no, this is a Golden Doodle named Bilbo.
You can’t make this stuff up.
170 posted on
07/19/2014 2:30:20 PM PDT by
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(You shall know the Truth, and The Truth Shall Set You Free.)
To: AZamericonnie; ConorMacNessa; Kathy in Alaska; LUV W; MS.BEHAVIN; left that other site
SEATTLE CHAMBER MUSIC FESTIVAL
WEDNESDAY, JULY 23, 8 PM PDT
Brahms: 2 Songs for Alto, Viola & Piano, Op. 91These are two late masterpieces with the unusual accompaniment of viola and piano. The second of these songs is an annual Publius post for Christmas. Both are heartbreakers. The poet for the first song is Rückert, and the second is Geibel.
Brahms: Gestillte Sehnsucht, Op. 91/1
Brahms: Geistliches Wiegenlied, Op. 91/2
171 posted on
07/19/2014 2:35:08 PM PDT by
Publius
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"O Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast" Robert Burns Sung by Jean Redpath (Click)
O wert thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee; Or did Misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.
Or were I in the wildest waste, Sae bleak and bare, sae bleak and bare, The desert were a Paradise, If thou wert there, if thou wert there; Or were I Monarch o' the globe, Wi' thee to reign, wi' thee to reign, The brightest jewel in my Crown Wad be my Queen, wad be my Queen.
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"Riamh nár dhruid ó sbairn lann!"
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)
173 posted on
07/19/2014 4:06:14 PM PDT by
ConorMacNessa
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