The gray felt daylong dusk of winter skies ( Read more... )

Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water ( Read more... )

I know, I know, the sentiment is terribly Victorian in some ways... but oh, the atmospherist in me loves this. And you know, depending on your interpretation of "mother," it could be excruciatingly medieval too! It could! :)

( The Knight's Toast )

"The Song of the Wandering Aengus" - William Butler Yeats
I went out to the hazel wood ( Read more... )

At first I didn't understand him. I thought at first that he was
hoping
When he came to, it was well after dark, and he floated in
moonlight
"What did Herzog say to you?"
could possibly be as real as the flight of wind and feather.

Among the hazards of my job is exposure to large quantities of fairly awful 18th- and 19th-century poetry (I know, I know, but I'm physically incapable of not at least skimming a little while I'm collating a book and examining it for condition!). Sometimes I'll quote things because they're amusing to a modern eye, or just plain dreadful, but every ( Read more... )

For your entertainment and edification...

Strephon and Blowsalind, or the Amorous Squire -Richard Graves, ca. 1765 ( Read more... )