Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. [caption id="attachment_3009" align="aligncenter" width="355"] Robert Frost[/caption] Why is...
“Things are sweeter when they’re lost. I know—because once I wanted something and got it. It was the only thing I ever wanted badly . . . and when I got it it turned to dust in my hand.” - F. Scott Fitzgerald - The Beautiful...
The Wasteland by T.S. Eliot I. The Burial of the Dead “April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers. . .” [caption id="" align="aligncenter"...
Rumours from an Æolian Harp by Henry David Thoreau There is a vale which none hath seen, Where foot of man has never been, Such as here lives with toil and strife, An anxious and a sinful life. There every virtue has its birth, Ere it descends...
[embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGnBrabqdP4[/embed] Everyone knows the opening of Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony. . . da-da-da-DUM! da-da-da-DUM! This four-note motif, that leaves you gasping from the emotional impact, is probably the most well-known symphonic phrase ever composed. It probably takes less than two seconds to direct your imagination to vividly recreate...