And really - that poem that Miss Matty read out - HOW slashy was that?
An excerpt of Locksley Hall by Tennyson
What is this? his eyes are heavy: think not they are glazed with wine.
Go to him: it is thy duty: kiss him: take his hand in thine.
It may be my lord is weary, that his brain is overwrought:
Soothe him with thy finer fancies, touch him with thy lighter thought.
He will answer to the purpose, easy things to understand---
Better thou wert dead before me, tho' I slew thee with my hand!
Better thou and I were lying, hidden from the heart's disgrace,
Roll'd in one another's arms, and silent in a last embrace.
Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength of youth:
Cursed be the social lies that warp us from the living truth!
Cursed be the sickly forms that err from honest Nature's rule!
Cursed be the gold that gilds the straiten'd forehead of the fool!
Well---'tis well that I should bluster!---Hadst thou less unworthy proved---
Would to God---for I had loved thee more than ever wife was loved.
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Date: 2007-12-02 11:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-03 08:00 am (UTC)No wonder he joined the navy!!!
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Date: 2007-12-03 07:24 am (UTC)==:O
Ooh, and well done on the short story publication too - fab!!
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Date: 2007-12-03 08:02 am (UTC)!!
I really have to read these books....
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Date: 2007-12-03 01:52 pm (UTC)