Happy Valentine's Day!
Feb. 14th, 2008 07:15 amTo all of you, my friends, a very happy Valentine's Day! :)
Just in time for the holiday, The City Paper reflects on the history of popular culture and celebrates "Women of the Years: 20 Babes Whose Babeness Matters."
In honor of today's occasion, a quote:
Hail Bishop Valentine, whose day this is,
All the air is thy Diocese,
And all the chirping choristers
And other birds are thy parishioners,
Thou marryest ever year
The lyric Lark, and the grave whispering Dove,
The Sparrow that neglects his life for love,
The household bird, with the red stomacher;
Thou maks't the black bird speed as soon,
As doth the Goldfinch, or the Halycon;
The husband cock looks out, and straight is sped,
And meets his wife, which brings her feather-bed.
This day more cheerfully than ever shine,
This day, which might enflame thy self, old Valentine.
Till now, thou warmd'st with mutiplying loves
Two larks, two sparrows, or two doves,
All that is nothing unto this,
For thou this day couplest two Phoenixes;
Thou mak'st a Taper see
What the sun never saw, and what the Ark
(Which was of fowls, and beasts, the cage and park,)
Did not contain, one bed contains, through thee,
Two Phoenixes, whose joined breasts
Are unto one another mutual nests,
Where motion kindles such fires, as shall give
Young Phoenixes, and yet the old shall love.
Whose love and courage never shall decline,
But make the whole year through, thy day, O Valentine....
from John Donne, "An Epithalamion, Or Marriage Song, On the Lady Elizabeth and Count Palatine Being Married on St. Valentine's Day"
Just in time for the holiday, The City Paper reflects on the history of popular culture and celebrates "Women of the Years: 20 Babes Whose Babeness Matters."
In honor of today's occasion, a quote:
Hail Bishop Valentine, whose day this is,
All the air is thy Diocese,
And all the chirping choristers
And other birds are thy parishioners,
Thou marryest ever year
The lyric Lark, and the grave whispering Dove,
The Sparrow that neglects his life for love,
The household bird, with the red stomacher;
Thou maks't the black bird speed as soon,
As doth the Goldfinch, or the Halycon;
The husband cock looks out, and straight is sped,
And meets his wife, which brings her feather-bed.
This day more cheerfully than ever shine,
This day, which might enflame thy self, old Valentine.
Till now, thou warmd'st with mutiplying loves
Two larks, two sparrows, or two doves,
All that is nothing unto this,
For thou this day couplest two Phoenixes;
Thou mak'st a Taper see
What the sun never saw, and what the Ark
(Which was of fowls, and beasts, the cage and park,)
Did not contain, one bed contains, through thee,
Two Phoenixes, whose joined breasts
Are unto one another mutual nests,
Where motion kindles such fires, as shall give
Young Phoenixes, and yet the old shall love.
Whose love and courage never shall decline,
But make the whole year through, thy day, O Valentine....
from John Donne, "An Epithalamion, Or Marriage Song, On the Lady Elizabeth and Count Palatine Being Married on St. Valentine's Day"
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Date: 2008-02-14 12:28 pm (UTC)*Hugs*
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Date: 2008-02-15 03:30 am (UTC)What are you doing reading the Baltimore City Paper? Do you have a connection to our foul city?
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Date: 2008-02-15 03:34 pm (UTC)Tragically, Valentine's Day was the deathday of P.G. Wodehouse. However, it was also the birthday of Benjamin Kubelski, better known as Jack Benny. Were he alive today, he'd be thirty-nine.
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Date: 2008-02-15 09:12 pm (UTC)That article was on my radar because of its references to the sf genre. I don't normally read that paper, but I must say, it was a clever article!
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Date: 2008-02-15 09:13 pm (UTC)*moments of silence for Wodehouse and Benny*