"I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine."
What a pair of darlings - and glad to see Anteros getting this greeting organised -one is in the post from me but have no excuse for yesterday missing this. well I do - spent the whole evening engrossed by Nicholas Pateshall, teenaged middy on the Indy writing home to his mother and his brothers. Thought of you - so belated happy birthday and quotation from same follows in pm and aseveryone says - what a picture - locked up together again - what a hardship;) cant really not look at those two adoring faces and not feel a sonnet coming on...
Apropos above picture - knew it was touching memory banks somewhere poetic and not Shakepeare although huzzah for Anteros lovely quotation half way to kitchen for coffee remembered : it is this. Wilfred Owen as he is not commonly taught in world war one classes;)
PAGE EGLANTINE by WILFRED OWEN
Nay, light me no fire tonight, Page Eglantine; I have no desire tonight To drink or dine; I will suck no briar tonight, Nor read no line; An you be my quire tonight, And you my wine.
Think Archie might well be thinking much the same thing here ...
Oh, Wilfred Owen. Wonderful. I did not know this poem. But it is one of those that socks into some place that was just waiting to know it.(If that makes sense.) Feels like a rediscovery.
And this is apparently a coded poem. I suppose some people could have assumed that Page Eglantine was a woman... Not!
Good to know that he was happy sometimes, at least. (However briefly.)
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Date: 2011-01-15 03:14 pm (UTC)Can anybody look at this picture and say that H/A is not totally canon??!!
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Date: 2011-01-16 10:48 am (UTC)Thought of you - so belated happy birthday and quotation from same follows in pm
and aseveryone says - what a picture - locked up together again - what a hardship;)
cant really not look at those two adoring faces and not feel a sonnet coming on...
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Date: 2011-01-16 11:00 am (UTC)half way to kitchen for coffee remembered : it is this.
Wilfred Owen as he is not commonly taught in world war one classes;)
PAGE EGLANTINE by WILFRED OWEN
Nay, light me no fire tonight,
Page Eglantine;
I have no desire tonight
To drink or dine;
I will suck no briar tonight,
Nor read no line;
An you be my quire tonight,
And you my wine.
Think Archie might well be thinking much the same thing here ...
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Date: 2011-01-16 02:55 pm (UTC)And this is apparently a coded poem. I suppose some people could have assumed that Page Eglantine was a woman... Not!
Good to know that he was happy sometimes, at least. (However briefly.)
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Date: 2011-01-16 06:10 pm (UTC)