Showing posts with label Pleasure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pleasure. Show all posts
Friday, September 23, 2011
12:53 PM
In gayest guise to shine,
All forms of grace, all tints of light,
Fringe her robe divine.
Sun-lit heaven, and rainbow cloud,
Changeful main, and mountain proud,
Branching tree, and meadow green,
All are decked in broidered sheen.
Not a bird on bough-propped tower,
Insect slim, nor tiny flower,
Stone, nor spar, nor shell of sea,
But is fair in its degree.
'Tis not pride, this vaunt of beauty;
Well she 'quits her trust of duty;
And, amid her gorgeous state,
Bright, and bland, and delicate,
Ever beaming from her face
Praise of a Father's love we trace.
_Blessed John Henry Newman, My Lady Nature and Her Daugthers
Autumn need not always be poignant, drowning us with its mystery and heart-breaking beauty. Rich as it is with delights, it may even be more carefree than the lightest spring. A happy equinox to you!
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Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Sing 'hey' for the java at break of day,
that washes the fog and grouch away,
A nut is he that will not sing,
O! coffee hot, is a blessed thing!
O! fair is the sight o' rising sun,
and crystal cobwebs on the bloom,
but better than webs or sun so round,
is coffee bean only just ground!
O! the shower fresh will perk indeed,
and spiffy us up just for our need,
but better are baths if we have time,
and down our throats, coffee so sublime!
O! juice is good for all babies,
and beer wet-nurses philosophies,
but ne'er did fruit or drink ferment,
surpass a good cup of java blend!
I shall return to the pilgrimage presently! This is but a brief respite. Oh, and naturally, this song is meant to be sung to whatever tune you can come up with (or have listened to) that goes with Tolkien's marvellous 'Bath Song.' And do let us all give thanks for the best part of waking up. I shall admit that when I
go to bed at night, I dream happily thinking I shall get to drink coffee in the morning.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Using the more civilized Olde British metric system, I would like to share with you a little cocktail I have invented! I call it the 'Harried Catholic,' and I think it will cheer you up after reading the news (especially news about churchmen):
1 ounce Irish Cream (any brand)
1 ounce Kahlua
1 ounce Polish herbal vodka
Pour over ice, fill the glass to the brim with whole milk, and stir. Let the size of the glass be determined by how diluted you'd like it. And for the practicing Catholic, do remember that one serving is likely enough!
1 ounce Irish Cream (any brand)
1 ounce Kahlua
1 ounce Polish herbal vodka
Pour over ice, fill the glass to the brim with whole milk, and stir. Let the size of the glass be determined by how diluted you'd like it. And for the practicing Catholic, do remember that one serving is likely enough!
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- Warsaw, Poland
- Domine, spero quia mundum vicisti. Lord, I trust that Thou hast overcome the world. Panie, ufam, żeś pokonał świat.