Some thoughts, mainly random rantings. I was 23 when I started this blog, and as time goes on some thoughts will remain the same, some views may change when I am no longer the observer but actually the performer, in this play that is life. These thoughts simply reflect a bit of the chaos that plays through my mind every day as I take a moment to observe the little details that I encounter along my path.

Monday, December 12, 2005

Why I love poetry

Edmund Spencer- Amoretti

He wrote this book of poems 'Amoretti' for his new bride. Amoretti literally translates into 'little loves'.
look at the way he immortalizes his love for her in poetry. By writing his love in poems , it shall be renewed over and over again as the verses are read century to century by scholars and lovers.


SONNET. LXXV.
ONE day I wrote her name upon the strand,
but came the waves and washed it away:
agayne I wrote it with a second hand,
but came the tyde, and made my paynes his pray.
Vayne man, sayd she, that doest in vaine assay,
a mortall thing so to immortalize.
for I my selue shall lyke to this decay,
and eek my name bee wyped out lykewize.
Not so, (quod I) let baser things devize,
to dy in dust, but you shall live by fame:
my verse your vertues rare shall eternize,
and in the heavens wryte your glorious name.
Where whenas death shall all the world subdew,
our love shall live, and later life renew.

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