Showing posts from May, 2010

I can post subject line from dashboard, but not body!

Seeing if this works from my iTouch

I finished The Life and Times
of Frederick Douglass! That
wasy last BIG book at 650 pages. I am officially 80% of the way through!

Goblin Market

"For there is no friend like a sister,
In calm or stormy weather,
To cheer one on the tedious way,
To fetch one if one goes astray,
To lift one if one totters down,
To strengthen whilst one stands."

The Three Enemies by Christina Rossetti

Love her. Ordered her complete poems!

The Three Enemiesby Christina Georgina Rossetti

"Sweet, thou art pale."
"More pale to see,
Christ hung upon the cruel tree
And bore His Father's wrath for me."

"Sweet, thou art sad."
"Beneath a rod
More heavy, Christ for my sake trod
The winepress of the wrath of God."

"Sweet, thou art weary."
"Not so Christ:
Whose mighty love of me suffic'd
For Strength, Salvation, Eucharist."

"Sweet, thou art footsore."
"If I bleed,
His feet have bled; yea in my need
His Heart once bled for mine indeed."


"Sweet, thou art young."
"So He was young
Who for my sake in silence hung
Upon the Cross with Passion wrung."

"Look, thou art fair."
"He was more fair
Than men, Who deign'd for me to wear
A visage marr'd beyond compare."

"And thou hast riches."
"Daily bread:
All else is His: Who, livi…

Christina Rossetti

My friend, Kim, told me I would love Rossetti, and I certainly do so far!

by: Christina Rossetti (1830-1894) HAVE no wit, no words, no tears;My heart within me like a stoneIs numb'd too much for hopes or fears;Look right, look left, I dwell alone;I lift mine eyes, but dimm'd with griefNo everlasting hills I see;My life is in the falling leaf:O Jesus, quicken me.My life is like a faded leaf,My harvest dwindled to a husk:Truly my life is void and briefAnd tedious in the barren dusk;My life is like a frozen thing,No bud nor greenness can I see:Yet rise it shall--the sap of Spring;O Jesus, rise in me.My life is like a broken bowl,A broken bowl that cannot holdOne drop of water for my soulOr cordial in the searching cold;Cast in the fire the perish'd thing;Melt and remould it, till it beA royal cup for Him, my King:O Jesus, drink of me.
"A Better Resurrection" is reprinted from Goblin Market and other Poems. Christina Rossetti. Cambridge: Macmillan,…

The Life and Times of Frederick Douglass

I feel like I am walking with a great man. I had almost put this book aside being that I had already read The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, but I totally see why Susan Wise-Bauer recommends one read this one over the Narrative. It tells much more of his story. The Narrative was written in 1845 and The Life and Times was published in 1881. There is so much that occurred in those almost 40 years, including the Civil War, his meeting with Lincoln, and the death of Abraham. Such a good read. An amazing read, really.

Wordsworth Makes It Into May: French Revolution

"Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive,
But to be young was very heaven!"  (From "The Friend")
This was Wordsworth's attitude at the beginning of the French Revolution. He was enthusiastic about it.  I am currently reading Book X of "The Prelude," and his attitude changed quite a bit:Domestic carnage now filled the whole year With feast-days; old men from the chimney-nook, The maiden from the bosom of her love, The mother from the cradle of her babe, The warrior from the field--all perished, all-- 360 Friends, enemies, of all parties, ages, ranks, Head after head, and never heads enough For those that bade them fall. They found their joy, They made it proudly, eager as a child, (If like desires of innocent little ones May with such heinous appetites be compared),Some people like "The Prelude" only in the first few books where he laud…

William Wordsworth - Daffodils and Tintern Abbey

Haven't Posted for a While

I always forget to post to this blog. :)  It has the least amount of posts, and I have had it the longest. Well, I guess I had that other one. I really need to write down where that old blog is so that I don't lose it.

Yesterday was a fulfilling day. I got up early and did my first 1 Corinthians post for the Bible Book Club and caught up on a walk with Michelle. Then, I  had my last British Literature class of the year. They turned out to be a very nice and polite group of young people. I really appreciated them so very much. They made me a nice card, and they all brought things for a great meal. It ended peacefully, and I will never regret asking some of the girls who were causing trouble (really only one) to leave. It made for a much better dynamic in the class! I got a good talk with Alicia in too while the kids watched a movie.

After that, I really just goofed off by watching the rest of Road to Avonlea and a little bit of the Tea Party book. I think I will go and drink some t…

There is Something Sacred About the Early Morning

I fell asleep at 9:30 and slept until 11 pm only to wake myself up to see how Michael progressed on his paper. It woke me right up, and I have not been able to sleep since. 

I'm not frustrated. There is something sacred about the middle of the night in the early watch of the morning. 3 am is the "middle watch" of the night. I have meditated a bit on Romans and prayed about fear. Very good.

Now I am finally feeling sleepy. So, I will gather myself together and lay down for at least five hours. :)  

Friday Freewrite

I try to take at least a 24 hour Sabbath rest every week. It is usually from 3:00 pm - 3:00 Friday to Saturday, but it looks like today is free. I am a little back wonky and stuffed up from all the walking in the pollen yesterday. So, it is a free fasting Friday.  

I hope to really pray through some things, soak deeply in Romans 3 & 4, read poetry and the Quran and maybe Falling Leaves, make some yummy Banana Bread JUST for my family, take a walk, and straighten up some papers.

That is all I want to do today. We will see if I can contain myself to JUST those things. :)

British Lit Blitz

Early Modern (1600-1850)
1757 Songs Innocence Experience Blake Poetry (CHECK - March 22) 1770-1850 (1798)Wordsworth (Brit)Poetry (just need to finish "The Prelude") 1772-1834 Coleridge (Brit) Poetry  (CHECK - May 4) 1795-1821Keats(Brit)Poetry 1809-1883Tennyson (Brit)Poetry
Modern History (1850 to present)
1830-1894(1862)RossettiBrit Poetry 1844-1889(1918) Hopkins BritPoetry 1865-1939 (1928)Yeats (Irish)Poetry 1907-1973 (1922)Auden(Brit/American)Poetry 1922-1985 (1955)Larkin(Brit)Poetry 1939-Heany(British)Poetry

Monday Morning Musing for Fifteen

I went and worked out on the elliptical and did weights for 1 1/2 hours this morning. Now, I have eaten my breakfast and some Chai.

Michael just came home and has passed his driving test with a 95%! Great celebration erupted in the W household as we lauded Michael for a job well done. Now, I must call the insurance guy and see how much it is going to cost us to have him on the roads!  I would like to do it by tomorrow so that he can drive himself to his Writing and Art classes. :)

Before this great celebration I had begun typing as I helped Paul write his 650 word plot analysis of Ivanhoe. It is somewhat difficult to write since it really has three parts to it, each with its rising action and climax. Paul's issue is always writing more than he needs to with much detail. His character analysis of the role of Satan in Paradise Lost ended up being 1100 words rather than 650.  So, I am encouraging him to be brief. While sitting with him because he was anxious about it last night so I …