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Sonnet 43

  • May 1, 2014 · 8:00 PM
  • In the foyer :D

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  • bren

    sorry to bail, too. i've got a pounding heafache.

    May 1, 2014

  • Kevin G

    Possible Sharon incoming.

    May 1, 2014

  • Kris

    Boo! Change in child care means mama has to stay in tonight. But next time I'll have me and a +1!

    May 1, 2014

  • Paul++

    Gah! So sorry to drop out at last moment...but I must :-(

    May 1, 2014

    • Paul++

      Next time for sure!

      May 1, 2014

  • Jerusha

    Excellent reference, Paul ~ two points for homework! This is the one the Internet fed me, credit Elizabeth Barrett Browning:
    How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
    I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
    My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
    For the ends of being and ideal grace.
    I love thee to the level of every day's
    Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
    I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
    I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
    I love thee with the passion put to use
    In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
    I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
    With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
    Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
    I shall but love thee better after death.

    April 28, 2014

    • Dori

      Or perhaps Roger Rabbit's take on this classic:

      "Dear Jessica: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. One one-thousand. Two one-thousand. Three one-thousand. Four one-thousand. Five..."­

      1 · April 29, 2014

  • Paul++

    From the Bard™:

    SONNET 43

    When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see,
    For all the day they view things unrespected;
    But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee,
    And darkly bright are bright in dark directed;
    Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright,
    How would thy shadow's form form happy show
    To the clear day with thy much clearer light,
    When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so?
    How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made
    By looking on thee in the living day,
    When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade
    Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay?
    All days are nights to see till I see thee,
    And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me. ...looking forward to seeing you again!

    April 28, 2014

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  • Jerusha
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  • Kevin G
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  • Dori
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