Sunday, 29 July 2007

A blissful Sunday afternoon

My definition of bliss -- a cold winter's day sitting by a log fire with an interesting book and a block of good dark chocolate. What's yours?


Words to walk with:
From Now Winter Nights Enlarge by Thomas Campion (1617)
"Now winter nights enlarge
The number of their hours,
And clouds their storms discharge
Upon the airy towers.
Let now the chimneys blaze,
And cups o’erflow with wine;
Let well-tuned words amaze
With harmony divine.
Now yellow waxen lights
Shall wait on honey love,
While youthful revels, masques, and courtly sights
Sleep’s leaden spells remove.?

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