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Sunday, November 4, 2018
You say you love, John Keats
I
You say you love ; but with a voice
Chaster than a nun's, who singeth
The soft Vespers to herself
While the chime-bell ringeth-
O love me truly!
II
You say you love; but with a smile
Cold as sunrise in September,
As you were Saint Cupid 's nun,
And kept his weeks of Ember.
O love me truly!
III
You say you love but then your lips
Coral tinted teach no blisses,
More than coral in the sea
They never pout for kisses
O love me truly!
IV
You say you love ; but then your hand
No soft squeeze for squeeze returneth,
It is like a statue's dead
While mine to passion burneth
O love me truly!
V
O breathe a word or two of fire!
Smile, as if those words should bum me,
Squeeze as lovers should O kiss
And in thy heart inurn me!
O love me truly!
....well,better to pull the blanket over eyes and ears and sleep
than beg for love...
negative capability
i came here because of this...see link
You say you love ; but with a voice
Chaster than a nun's, who singeth
The soft Vespers to herself
While the chime-bell ringeth-
O love me truly!
II
You say you love; but with a smile
Cold as sunrise in September,
As you were Saint Cupid 's nun,
And kept his weeks of Ember.
O love me truly!
III
You say you love but then your lips
Coral tinted teach no blisses,
More than coral in the sea
They never pout for kisses
O love me truly!
IV
You say you love ; but then your hand
No soft squeeze for squeeze returneth,
It is like a statue's dead
While mine to passion burneth
O love me truly!
V
O breathe a word or two of fire!
Smile, as if those words should bum me,
Squeeze as lovers should O kiss
And in thy heart inurn me!
O love me truly!
....well,better to pull the blanket over eyes and ears and sleep
than beg for love...
negative capability
i came here because of this...see link
Labels:
John Keats,
link,
negative capability,
You say you love
Henryk Szeryng, Mozart, Violin Concertos Nos,4, 5 and Two Rondos
stolen :-)
mozart's wings, a lightness sometimes near to unbearable,
other times a lift out of clouds
mozart's wings, a lightness sometimes near to unbearable,
other times a lift out of clouds
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5 and Two Rondos,
Henryk Szeryng,
Mozart,
Violin Concertos Nos
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