Thursday, March 15, 2007

Loveliest of trees...

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough.

-A.E. Housman

Spring ..the sweet spring...

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king;
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing.
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
-Thomas Nashe

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Here comes da Beautiful spring.....

A little Madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King.

-Emily Dickinson

Friday, March 09, 2007

When You Are Old

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

When You Are Old
- William Butler Yeats