crankyprofessor.blogspot.com

claeit.blogspot.com

POEMS OF SORROW AND CONSOLATION: September 2004

http://claeit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html

POEMS OF SORROW AND CONSOLATION. Tuesday, September 28, 2004. The Princess sat lone in her maiden bower,. The lad blew his horn at the foot of the tower. Why playest thou alway? Be silent, I pray,. It fetters my thoughts that would flee far away. As the sun goes down.". In her maiden bower sat the Princess forlorn,. The lad had ceased to play on his horn. Oh, why art thou silent? I beg thee to play! It gives wings to my thought that would flee far away,. As the sun goes down.". Tuesday, September 21, 2004.

claeit.blogspot.com

POEMS OF SORROW AND CONSOLATION: October 2004

http://claeit.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html

POEMS OF SORROW AND CONSOLATION. Friday, October 01, 2004. FROM "TWELFTH NIGHT," ACT I. SC. 4. VIOLA Ay, but I know,. DUKE What dost thou know? VIOLA Too well what love women to men may owe:. In faith, they are as true of heart as we. My father had a daughter loved a man,. As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman,. I should your lordship. DUKE And what's her history? VIOLA A blank, my lord. She never told her love,. But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,. And, with a green and yellow melancholy,.

chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com

THE UNSEEN PLAYMATE

http://chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com/2004/01/unseen-playmate.html

Tuesday, January 27, 2004. When children are playing alone on the green,. In comes the playmate that never was seen. When children are happy and lonely and good,. The Friend of the Children comes out of the wood. Nobody heard him and nobody saw,. His is a picture you never could draw,. But he's sure to be present, abroad or at home,. When children are happy and playing alone. He lies in the laurels, he runs on the grass,. He sings when you tinkle the musical glass;. By Robert Louis Stevenson.

chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com

A LIFE LESSON

http://chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com/2004/03/life-lesson.html

Monday, March 22, 2004. They have broken your doll, I know;. And your tea-set blue,. And your play-house, too,. Are things of long ago;. But childish troubles will soon pass by,. They have broken your slate, I know;. And the glad wild ways. Of your school-girl days. Are things of the long ago;. But life and love will soon come by,. They have broken your heart, I know;. And the rainbow gleams. Of your youthful dreams. Are things of the long ago;. But heaven holds all for which you sigh,.

chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com

THE LAND OF STORY-BOOKS

http://chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com/2004/02/land-of-story-books.html

Saturday, February 07, 2004. THE LAND OF STORY-BOOKS. At evening when the lamp is lit,. Around the fire my parents sit. They sit at home, and talk and sing,. And do not play at anything. Now, with my little gun, I crawl. All in the dark along the wall,. And follow round the forest track. Away behind the sofa back. There in the night, where none can spy,. All in my hunter's camp I lie,. And play at books that I have read,. Till it is time to go to bed. These are the hills, these are the woods,.

chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com

UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE

http://chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com/2004/02/under-greenwood-tree.html

Friday, February 27, 2004. UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE. Under the greenwood tree. Who loves to lie with me,. And tune his merry note. Unto the sweet bird's throat,. Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall he see. But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun,. And loves to live i' the sun,. Seeking the food he eats,. And pleased with what he gets,. Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall he see. But winter and rough weather. UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE. THE LAND OF STORY-BOOKS.

catholicchoir.blogspot.com

Care and Feeding: 2002-05-12

http://catholicchoir.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html

Of a Catholic Church Choir. Saturday, May 18, 2002. John is a lot smarter than me. Posted by Steve at 1:59 PM. Alert in the Mailbag. Hmmm As a medievalist I think that Renaissance polyphony is packed with. Cultural baggage - the adaptation of Gregorian chant to a very new mode of. Music and of performance, leading directly to Baroque and the cult of the. Virtuoso performer, and then the 18th and 19th century habit of having opera. Soloists perform the musical parts of the Mass, and then the 19th century.

chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com

LITTLE ORPHANT ANNIE

http://chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com/2004/01/little-orphant-annie.html

Saturday, January 10, 2004. Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,. An' wash the cups an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,. An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' sweep,. An' make the fire, an' bake the bread, an' earn her board an' keep;. An' all us other childern, when the supper-things is done,. We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun. A-list'nin' to the witch-tales 'at Annie tells about,. An' the Gobble-uns 'at gits you. An' the lamp-wick sputter...

chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com

A MORNING SONG

http://chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com/2004/01/morning-song.html

Friday, January 16, 2004. The lark at heaven's gate sings,. And Phoebus 'gins arise,. His steeds to water at those springs. On chaliced flowers that lies;. And winking Mary-buds begin. To ope their golden eyes:. With everything that pretty bin,. My lady sweet, arise:.

chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com

AUTUMN FIRES

http://chavoesdoreino.blogspot.com/2004/03/autumn-fires.html

Thursday, March 11, 2004. In the other gardens. And all up the vale,. From the autumn bonfires. See the smoke trail! And all the summer flowers;. The red fire blazes,. The grey smoke towers. Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all! Flowers in the summer,. Fires in the fall! By Robert Louis Stevenson. UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE. THE LAND OF STORY-BOOKS.