#edwin markham

[dabiconcordia]

Ah, great it is to believe Ah, great it is to believe the dream As we stand in youth by the starry stream; But a greater thing is to fight life through And say at the end, the dream came true! by Edwin Markham

[the-dose-makes-the-poison]

Preparedness

For all your days prepare,

   And meet them ever alike:

When you are the anvil, bear—

   When you are the hammer, strike.

Edwin Markham

[1five1two]

The crest and crowning of all good,

Life's final star, is Brotherhood;

For it will bring again to Earth

Her long-lost Poesy and Mirth;

Will send new light on every face,

A kingly power upon the race.

And till it come, we men are slaves,

And travel downward to the dust of graves.

Edwin Markham

[1introvertedsage]

For all your years prepare, And meet them ever alike; When you are the anvil, bear -- When you are the hammer, strike. ~Edwin Markham~

[puutterings]

of sound mind, did not answer.

                                                                    ...for what he sought to learn was whether Nancy Hempstead knew of his presence.       Sophronia, absorbed in puttering, did not answer. He asked the question again.       “She has already told,” replied Sophronia, slowly, bringing her attention to the subject with some difficulty.

ex Chapter 12, “Sophronia” in The Age of Independence, 1763-1783 (1912) : 214 : link same (NYPL copy) via hathitrust : link being volume 9 of Edwin Markham, ed., The Real America in romance : an authentic history of America from the discovery to the present day profusely illustrated with portraits of historical characters and views of the sacred and memorable places of our native land (1909-27) 15 vols (at LC), first 11 via hathitrust : link

Edwin Markham (1852-1940), poet, educator, literary editor, &c., &c. wikipedia : link

Sophronia fem. proper name, from Greek sōphrōnia, from sōphrōn (genitive sōphrōnos) “discreet, prudent, sensible, having control over sensual desires, moderate, chaste,” etymologically “of sound mind,” from sōs “safe, sound, whole,” which is of unknown origin, + phrēn “heart, mind” ex Online Etymology Dictionary : link  

[thelonelybrilliance]

The Night Moths

by Edwin Markham

Out of the night to my leafy porch they came, A thousand moths. Did He who made the toad Give them their wings upon the starry road? Restless and wild, they circle round the flame, Frail wonder-shapes that man can never tame— Whirl like the blown flakes of December snows, Tinted with amber, violet and rose, Marked with hieroglyphs that have no name. Out of the summer darkness pours the flight: Unknown the wild processional they keep. What lures them to this rush of mad delight? Why are they called from nothingness and sleep? Why this rich beauty wandering the night? Do they go lost and aimless to the deep?

[asfaltics]

putterings, 298-294

                                      it was no mere curiosity, however that brought spring from nowhere right out of thin air                                       hold that thought Sophronia, of sound mind, did not answer.                                       context not worth uttering                                       Miles drift. Sometime strand somewhere, I expect. For the present, drift.   “like a man in a book” of unknown origin

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[incorrectlooneytunesquotes]

And when Taz spun in a whoilwind, he went down, as when a lordly cedar, green with boughs goes down with a great shout upon the hills, and leaves a lonesome place against the sky.

Bugs Bunny 

[i-got-the-feels]

Porchay Kittisawasd

Antisthenes/Edwin Markham/Oscar Wilde/Kazuo Ishiguro,The Remains of the Day/Thomas Wolfe/Shannon L. Alder/Rachel Hartman, Tess of the Road/Katie Kacvinsky/May Sinclair, The Token/Shannon L. Alder/Haruki Murakami,Kafka on the Shore

[fictionadventurer]

The Night Moths

by Edwin Markham

Out of the night to my leafy porch they came, A thousand moths. Did He who made the toad Give them their wings upon the starry road? Restless and wild, they circle round the flame, Frail wonder-shapes that man can never tame— Whirl like the blown flakes of December snows, Tinted with amber, violet and rose, Marked with hieroglyphs that have no name. Out of the summer darkness pours the flight: Unknown the wild processional they keep. What lures them to this rush of mad delight? Why are they called from nothingness and sleep? Why this rich beauty wandering the night? Do they go lost and aimless to the deep?

Each of these three lines stuck out on different read-throughs.

Out of the summer darkness pours the flight: Unknown the wild processional they keep. What lures them to this rush of mad delight?

I think part of the allure is the differing senses of motion. Pouring--being sent out freely. Processional--choosing to go forward in solemn ritual. Lure--being drawn toward something. Rush--speeding toward something. And then the contrast in each line is compelling--summer darkness, wild processional, mad delight.

Lovely poem.

[kitsune024]

Harry Potter Fanfiction

The Choices We Make by Stacygenesis

Fanart by @obi_wan_ff on insta

Choices are the hinges of destiny." - Edwin Markham

Hermione didn't choose to be a witch and Draco didn't choose to be given a suicide mission. But in a world where they lacked agency, what if they chose one another?

A sliding-doors like reimagining of 6th year through the end of the war.

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"You left her!" Draco roared, following Weasley to where he fell. "She begged you to stay, and you left her!"

"You don’t know what it was like,” Weasley said, almost too soft to hear.

A crazed, humorless laugh tore from Draco's lips. "I don't care what it was like. You were supposed to stay with her!"

"I just kept having these dark and terrible thoughts…."

"I'm not your fucking mind-healer, Weasley," Draco growled, marching towards him again. "She begged you, you fucking coward."

“I know,” Weasley finally said.

“You don’t deserve her,” Draco hissed and leveled his wand. "Obliviate".

Chapters 49/49

[igglemouse]

Song of the Day!

I did not have internet much T_T sorry outage FOREVER! I won't have posts tomorrow either because of that but hopefully nothing gets in the way for me to get back in the saddle and post on Wednesday!

Defeat may serve as well as victory to shake the soul and let the glory out. ~ Edwin Markham

[brookstonalmanac]

Birthdays 4.23

Beer Birthdays

Anton Schwartz (1853)

Christian Kazakoff (1971)

Five Favorite Birthdays

Valerie Bertinelli; actor (1960)

John Oliver; comedian (1977)

Max Planck; German physicist (1858)

Sergei Prokofiev; composer (1891)

William Shakespeare; writer, playwright (1564)

Johann Adam Stamm; wagonmaker (1702)

Famous Birthdays

David Birney; actor (1939)

Shirley Temple Black; actor, ambassador (1928)

Blair Brown; actor (1949)

James Buchanan; 15th U.S. President (1791)

Steve Clark; rock musician (1960)

Cow Cow Davenport; jazz pianist (1894)

Sandra Dee; actor (1942)

Joyce DeWitt; actor (1949)

J.P. Donleavy; writer (1926)

Stephen Douglas; politician (1813)

Tony Esposito; Chicago Blackhawks G (1943)

Jim Fixx; jogger, writer (1932)

Boris Godunov; tsar of Muscovy (1598)

Virgil "Gus" Grissom; astronaut (1926)

Halston; fashion designer (1932)

Estelle Harris; actor (1936)

Art Hoppe; writer, columnist (1925)

Jaime King; model, actor (1979)

Joanna Krupa; model (1979)

Lee Majors; actor (1939)

Edwin Markham; writer (1852)

Ngaio Marsh; writer (1899)

Michael Moore; documentary filmmaker (1954)

Roy Orbison; pop singer (1936)

Kal Penn; actor (1977)

Warren Spahn; Boston/Milwaukee Braves P (1921)

J.M.W. Turner; artist (1775)

Herve Villechaize; actor (1943)

[swirling-orbs-of-disorder]

"For all your days be prepared, and meet them ever alike. When you are the anvil, bear --when you are the hammer, strike." ~Edwin Markham

[1introvertedsage]

Is it not a grotesque civilization which sends missionaries across the sea to save the souls of the heathen, and yet permits conditions at home that debauch the children at our very doors? ~Edwin Markham

[goodoldbandit]

"Defeat may serve as well as victory to shake the soul and let the glory out." - Edwin Markham.

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