#iii. music — my songs know what you did in the dark.

[arthurs-better-half]

John and Yellow (Mirrors and Monsters)

Reblogs much appreciated 👍

1. Julio Cortázar, Los Reyes // 2. Malevolent - Part 23 // 3. Brené Brown, Daring Greatly // 4. Brutus - The Buttress // 5. Malevolent - Part 40 "The Order" II // 6. Minotaur Forgiving Knossos - Moonface // 7. Dawning Night by Joseph Feely / Malevolent - Part 1 / Malevolent Part 21 // 8. Joan Tierney, The Elektra Complex // 9. Malevolent - Part 24 // 10. The Bravery - Bad Sun // 11. Minotauro (Minotaur) by Jordi Garriga Mora (2007) // 12. Malevolent - Part 40 "The Order" II // 13. Margaret Atwood, Corpse Song // 14. Repeat Until Death - Novo Amor // 15. Malevolent - Part 40 "The Order" II // 16. The Calling - The Amazing Devil // 17. @autistic-evil-xisuma (sorry for the tag) // 18. Bad Bad Things - AJJ // 19. Marie Howe, The Affliction // 20. Malevolent - Part 40 "The Order" II // 21. Ragnarok III: Strange Meeting - The Mechanisms // 22. a conversation about identity - tea // 23. Malevolent - Part 40 "The Order" // 24. Requiem - Death Note Musical (English concept album) // 25. Richard Silken, The Long and the Short Of It (Annotated)

ARIADNE Why do you fear him? He is my brother. MINOS A monster has no siblings.

YELLOW: But it was me. I-In a way. ARTHUR (sighing): John. YELLOW: He was... different than me.

I want to experience your vulnerability but I don't want to be vulnerable Vulnerability is courage in you and inadequacy in me. I'm drawn to your vulnerability but repelled by mine.

But why do I lie awake each night thinking "Instead of you, it should be me"? Something wicked this way comes And as I set to face it, I'm unsure Should I embrace it, should I run? What motivates me? Hatred? Is it love?

ARTHUR (sighing, pityingly): Yellow. He never will. You are trapped with him. Forever. JOHN: Trapped?

I was born into this We were all born You were born like a pearl We were all born

YELLOW (in awe): There's a building, with lights on.

ENTITY (surprised): Well. ARTHUR: What? ENTITY: Nothing. I, I just... the city is so alive.

YELLOW: I... appreciate the life I saw. I... am at a loss for words.

ENTITY: I... the city... the life that exists on every street corner. It's... so different than the Dark World I thought I would forever call home.

I tip my head like a dog at the window. The outside world is so interesting, and I am not a part of it; I'm just witnessing.

JOHN: It's nothing, Arthur. I'm just telling you that every time you call him a monster, you're forgetting that I am the same.

I don't know what's wrong with us They just made us this way There's a hole in you and me That pulls us together

JOHN: If killing Larson kills Yellow... ARTHUR: Then you'll be fine! Stronger, maybe. JOHN: Or. I don't know if I can survive with only half a soul.

I exist in two places, here and where you are

Don't go, you're half of me now But I'm hardly stood proud

JOHN: I know you can't promise me. I know you aren't sure. But... Yellow is a piece of me. Can you imagine having to destroy a piece of yourself? Even if it's a reflection of yourself you may not like!

I look into the waters and see a face I don't recognise Who's this (Who are you)

people always talk about evil clones like oooh a dark mirror oohh what if you saw what a cruel person you were/are capable of becoming. and well yes but what if you were the evil clone. what if you looked in the mirror and what you saw was so bright it blinded you. what if you had to know exactly how good you could have been.

So I looked into your eyes And I saw a reflection Of a coward that you and I both hate very much

And he: (and this was almost unbearable) he saw me see him, and I saw him see me.

ARTHUR (quietly): But we all have to face our demons. Even if they're ourselves.

[Verse 2: THOR, LOKI, & Together] Where are you going? For vengeance For love

You're losing in a staring contest With whatever's in your mirror You are me and I am you But we're not one and I'm inferior

YELLOW: I... I... (Quieter.) Why you, John? What did you have to offer? Why does he care about... you?

Gone, who was right or wrong Who was weak or strong Nothing left to learn

The question for this issue was Do you have a human soul and can you prove it? And, of course, there was no definitive answer.

[Tumblr has deleted progress on this like three times now so I'm posting it now while it's done before it can fuck it up again!!! And thank you @ghostnotoast for being so lovely here is the weave]

[leclercsainzz]

RIGHT PERSON, WRONG TIME

— 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: not much, just a small series collection of taylor swift’s songs with the formula one drivers

or

in which they say that timing is everything when it comes to love, and that sometimes the right person can come into your life at the wrong time

➝ f1 drivers

→ → → → → → → → → → → → →

i. 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐂 - red

— “losing him was blue, like i’d never known … missing him was dark gray, all alone … forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met, but loving him was red”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: as time passed and they went their separate ways, the intensity of that love faded into a dull ache of longing and regret

ii. 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐙 - champagne problems

— “she would’ve made such a lovely bride, what a shame she’s fucked in the head”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to say “yes” to his proposal

iii. 𝐌𝐀𝐗 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍 - the way i loved you

— “you were wild and crazy … just so frustrating, intoxicating, complicated got away by some mistake”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: despite knowing the fact that they aren’t good for each other, they can’t help but want each other

iv. 𝐋𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐎𝐍 - cardigan

— “i knew you’d miss me once the thrill expired”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: in which memories of their time together come flooding back, making it hard to fully move on

v. 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐋 - my tears ricochet

— “and you’re tossing out blame, drunk on this pain crossing out the good years”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: in which his bitterness and resentment erase the moments of happiness they once shared

vi. 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎 - i don’t want to live forever

— “i’m sitting eyes wide open and i got one thing stuck in my mind, wondering if i dodged a bullet or just lost the love of my life”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: in which she might’ve dodged a bullet, but he certainly lost the love of his life

vii. 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒 - i bet you think about me

— “i bet you think about me when you’re out at your cool indie music concerts every week”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: they’re over, but that doesn’t stop him from thinking about her every now and then

viii. 𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐏𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈 - you’re losing me

— “my heart won’t start anymore for you ‘cause you’re losing me”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: in which she’s slowly falling out of love

ix. 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐘 - mr. perfectly fine

— “how’s your heart after breakin’ mine?”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: despite being the one who ended things, he’s more heartbroken than she is

x. 𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐂𝐎𝐍 - the great war

— “i vowed not to fight anymore if we survived the great war”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: many of them did not survive the great war of heartbreak, and unfortunately, they were among those who did not make it through”

xi. 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋 - exile

— “all this time, i never learned to read your mind … i couldn’t turn things around”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: “he was so focused on his own feelings and needs that he failed to notice the subtle hints she was trying to send

xii. 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗 𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐎𝐍 - right where you left me

— “you left me no choice but to stay here forever”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: in which she’s still at the restaurant

xiii. 𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐓 - happiness

— “no one teaches you what to do when a good man hurts you and you know you hurt him too”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: in which they both deeply hurt each other

xiv. 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 - better man

— “push my love away like it was some kind of loaded gun”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: she’d been hurt many times before and didn’t want to risk getting hurt again, so she pushed his love away and caused more heartbreak

xv. 𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌 𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐒𝐎𝐍 - bigger than the whole sky

— “what could’ve been, would’ve been, what should’ve been”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: what could’ve, would’ve, or should’ve been the one for her, but sometimes things don’t work out as you hope

xvi. 𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐎 - sad beautiful tragic

— “distance, timing, breakdowns, fighting … silence, the train runs off its tracks”

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: maybe it was the distance that kept them apart, or the timing that always seemed to be off

author’s note: helloooo! so i decided to start a new series:) i got inspired by some of @love-belle series of the drivers, so make sure to check her page out:))

i’ll still be posting request that you guys have sent in … if you have sent requests, don’t worry i’ll get to them eventually 😊

[renard-dartigue]

A Guide to Sleep Token

This will be a post for new fans looking to learn some basic/surface level information about the band Sleep Token. 

*Cracks typing knuckles*

So basically, Sleep Token is an “atl-prog-blackened shoegaze”(what it sounds like to me) band from Britain. People mostly associate them with heavy metal (myself included) But in reality, no one really knows what genre they are and I think the band likes it that way. 

(cont.)

The Bands Symbol

Lore / Terms to Know

Their lore goes that the lead singer had a dream where he encountered an elder God called "Sleep" (its actual name is impossible for the human tongue to speak) thus, he created the band to make music in worship to the God.

They call their songs "offerings", presumably to Sleep.

Concerts are called "rituals".

When you buy merchandise, you are "consuming" it.

The term "worship" is used by the band and fans as a form of acknowledgement.

The band has a total of 7 members and are known as "vessels". All are anonymous, using masks, body paint, and robes to hide themselves. It is said they do this because their music is more important than their identities.

Band Members

4 of them are at the front and are identified with Roman numerals:

I / Vessel

(I) Also known as Vessel (V or Vess) is the lead singer/vocalist of the band and wears a sculpted mask with an exposed mouth. His mask changes based on the album. His vocal range is like no other, at one point singing like an angel before immediately shifting gear into a black metal scream.

II

(II) is the drummer. A fantastic one at that. His solos are godly, very reminiscent of jazz or gospel. (I believe he started the band alongside Vessel) Check out “An Offering from II” on YouTube to see him go crazy.

Recently he did an interview with Drumeo on YouTube where he talks about his influences and does drum playthroughs of a few songs that demonstrate his drumming prowess.

III

(III) is the bassist, or the "bassy boy" as many fans call him. He is quite the character on stage. His energy is unmatched. You'll often find him prancing on the right side of the stage or laying on his back trying to get Vessel's attention (and Vessel does)

IV

(IV) is the guitarist, often has a covert/cool energy to him but he can be just as captivating as III. Over time he's developed a bit of a flirtatious side toward the crowd. Fuckboy energy(affectionate). He also provides sub vocals, raw screaming certain parts when Vessel is busy singing his heart out lol.

Vesselettes

Then there are the 3 last members, the choir or vessellettes. They are the three cloaked figures in the back who provide sub-vocals/harmonies. They may not be too audible on certain recorded tracks, but live they sound absolutely heavenly, making songs go from amazing to spectacular!

Music

Song structure-wise, the best way I can call it is measured emotional chaos. Fans are still trying to decipher their meanings here and on Reddit. 

But what seems to be the theme is toxic relationships, unhealthy coping, romantic trauma, bitter sweat endings, and eventual closure. It's really gripping stuff I'll tell ya. You gotta hear it for yourself to really understand.

There is ALOT more but that's about a general rundown.

They have 2 EPs called "One" and "Two". These are the band's earliest work but they are still fantastic.

They've only got 3 albums out as of writing this. "Sundowning", "This Place Will Become Your Tomb", and "Take Me Back to Eden"(the one released this year)

Songs I recommend as a launch point:

Jaws

The Offering

Higher

Hypnosis

Alkaline

The Love You Want

The Summoning

My personal favorites :)

All of "One"

All of "Two"

Dark Signs

High Water

Ascensionism

Vore

Take Me Back to Eden

They also have Instagram for the band and their personas. But please avoid trying to uncover their identities, They wish to remain anonymous.

https://www.instagram.com/sleep_token/

https://www.instagram.com/ii_sleeptoken/

https://www.instagram.com/iii_sleeptoken/

https://www.instagram.com/iv_sleeptoken/

Hope you like these spooky goobers.

Other fans are free to comment and/or reblog with additional information or fun facts I missed. 

Worship.

[el-tostador]

Voice of the Karen: Our coupons only expired yesterday! We should turn them in, and she refuses to accept them, then call the bloody manager! Oh and this dreary store could certainly use some Christmas music! Hold on, play this one! That would certainly liven this place up a bit!

Voice of the Hero: Uhh…are you sure that's a good idea? She looks like she'd absolutely hate that right now.

Voice of the Karen: Who cares if she hates it! My music taste is impeccable, plus we can always get her fired if she verbally assaults us!

Narrator: You're supposed to slay the princess not-

Voice of the Karen: Oh shut up! The PRINCESS is in our minivan, outside. With her friends. Waiting for us to get them some food before we get them to soccer practice.

Voice of the Hero: Wait wait wait!…when did we get a car…or-or kids! For that matter.

Voice of the Karen: Shut up. Now, play this song, I'm sure everyone will just LOVE this!

Narrator: sigh You play 'All I Want For Christmas' by 'Mariah Carey'. The entire cabi- I mean, store, becomes engulfed in festive cheer. The princess looks at you with wide, dead eyes.

The Retailer: "That horrible song. Again."

Voice of the Karen: HORRIBLE?!?! Why I oughta-

Voice of the Hero: Maybe we should turn that off, I don't like how she's staring at us.

Voice of the Karen: MANAGER! CALL THE MANAGER!

Slayer: "It's not a horrible song! It's art! Maybe if you opened up your cold dead heart, you'd be able to appreciate it!"

Narrator: The princess smiles sardonically, her voice strained.

The Retailer: "That song is the reason my heart is 'cold' and 'dead' in the first place."

Narrator: Her smiles drops, her eyes still hauntingly wide.

The Retailer: "Now turn it off. Or else."

Voice of the Karen: Report her to the manager! She's threatening violence against us!

Voice of the Hero: She didn't threaten us though? Maybe we should turn it off. She looks…angry.

Narrator: Maybe you should listen to that little voice. If she gets angry, she might destroy the world. My world.

Voice of the Karen: No! No! We're reporting her to the manager now! No hesitating!

Slayer (Karen): "Are you…threatening me..? GET ME YOUR MANAGER! NOW! YOU DON'T DESERVE THIS JOB! I should know, the customers always right!"

Narrator: Are you serious? Are we really doing this? sigh As you continue berate the princess and threaten to get her fired, she closes her eyes with a relaxed smile. Then…you hear the sound of something piercing through skin and muscle before you feel the cold sensation. As you look down, you find a phillips screwdriver embedded in your chest. The princess must've stabbed you while you were ranting. As you look back up at her, you notice the shift in her expression, her previously tired, dead eyes now look at you with an unrestrained fury. She isn't smiling. She throws the barcode scanner at your head with such strength and accuracy that you are knocked down.

You hear her jump over the counter and see her stand over you, she leans down to look at you with what is clearly a mocking smile.

The Retailer: "Oh, I'll take you to meet the manager, alright?"

Narrator: She takes a 'Live. Love. Laugh.' ceramic mug that you had bought from your bag, and then raises it high over your head. She brings it down at once, smashing it into your face, then again. And again, until it finally breaks, and the broken pieces stick themselves into your bruises and your eyes. The rest of the pieces clatter on the ground. You feel another sharp pain in the chest, right in your heart, as she rips the Phillips screwdriver out of the previous hole in your chest and drives it through your ribs and into your vital organ. Over and over again until you're sure your ribs are no less broken than your mug.

sigh

Everything goes dark, and you die.

CHAPTER III THE MANAGER

[lovesongbracket]

Reminder: Vote based on the song, not the artist or specific recording! The tracks referenced are the original artist, aside from a few rare cases where a cover is the most widely known.

Lyrics, videos, info, and notable covers under the cut. (Spotify playlist available in pinned post)

All I've Ever Known

Written By: Anaïs Mitchell

Artist: Eva Noblezada & Reeve Carney for Hadestown (OBC)

Released: 2019

After truly seeing Orpheus' hope and optimism in “Livin' It Up On Top,” Eurydice has completely fallen in love with Orpheus. She is shedding her habit of constant independence and trying to start to trust, but her cynicism leads her to be wary and frightened. She expresses to Orpheus that she has only ever held her own, but she is ready to not feel lonely. Orpheus addresses his inherent connection with Eurydice. Much of what Orpheus says to Eurydice in this song is used again in “Epic III,” when Orpheus sings of Hades love for Persephone; this draws a parallel between the two pairs.

[EURYDICE] I was alone so long I didn't even know that I was lonely Out in the cold so long I didn’t even know that I was cold Turned my collar to the wind This is how it's always been All I've ever known is how to hold my own All I’ve ever known is how to hold my own But now I wanna hold you, too You take me in your arms And suddenly there's sunlight all around me Everything bright and warm And shining like it never did before And for a moment I forget Just how dark and cold it gets All I've ever known is how to hold my own All I've ever known is how to hold my own But now I wanna hold you Now I wanna hold you, hold you close I don't wanna ever have to let you go Now I wanna hold you, hold you tight I don't wanna go back to the lonely life [ORPHEUS] I don't know how or why Or who am I that I should get to hold you But when I saw you all alone against the sky It's like I’d known you all along I knew you before we met And I don’t even know you yet All I know is you're someone I have always known [ORPHEUS and EURYDICE] All I know is you’re someone I have always known And I don't even know you Now I wanna hold you, hold you close I don't wanna ever have to let you go [EURYDICE] Suddenly the sunlight Bright and warm [ORPHEUS] Suddenly I'm holding the world in my arms [EURYDICE] Say that you’ll hold me forever Say that the wind won't change on us Say that we'll stay with each other And it will always be like this [ORPHEUS] I'm gonna hold you forever The wind will never change on us Long as we stay with each other [ORPHEUS and EURYDICE] Then it will always be like this

Run Away With Me

Written By: Noonie Bao, Oscar Holter, Carly Rae Jepsen, Robin Fredriksson, Shellback & Mattias Larsson

Artist: Carly Rae Jepsen

Released: 2015

On “Run Away with Me”, lyrics of restlessness and covert passion are delivered over high-paced retro-inspired synths, a pulsing bass, and crashing drums that drive the track. The song establishes CRJ as an artist who has grown past the the bubblegum nature of her breakthrough album Kiss. However, the pop catchiness of Carly Rae’s work is still present on E•MO•TION. According to Jepsen, the song is about the “magic” of long-distance lovers being together, even if only briefly: “The song’s about being away from someone for so long and having to make this one weekend together count. It’s totally romantic and not very real-life, but there’s something kind of magical in that.��� The music video dropped the same day the song did.

[Verse 1] You're stuck in my head, stuck on my heart Stuck in my body, body I wanna go, get outta here I'm sick of the party, party I'd run away I'd run away with you, ooh-ooh-ooh This is the part you gotta say All that you're feeling, feeling Packing a bag, leaving tonight While everyone's sleeping, sleeping Let's run away I'll run away with you, ooh-ooh-ooh [Pre-Chorus] 'Cause you make me feel like I could be driving you all night And I'll find your lips in the streetlights I wanna be there with you, ooh-ooh-ooh [Chorus] Baby, take me to the feeling I'll be your sinner in secret When the lights go out Run away with me, run away with me Baby, every single minute I'll be your hero and win it When the lights go out Run away with me, run away with me [Verse ] Up in the clouds, high as a kite Over the city, city We never sleep, we never try When you are with me, with me I wanna stay Oh, I wanna stay here with you, ooh-ooh-ooh [Pre-Chorus] 'Cause you make me feel like I could be driving you all night (Night) And I'll find your lips in the streetlights I wanna be there with you, ooh-ooh-ooh [Chorus] Oh, baby, take me to the feeling I'll be your sinner in secret When the lights go out Run away with me, run away with me Oh, baby (Oh), every single minute (Ah-ah-ah) I'll be your hero and win it When the lights go out Run away with me, run away with me [Bridge] Hold on to me, I never wanna let you go (Run away with me, run away with me) Oh-oh-oh Over the weekend, we could turn the world to gold (Run away with me, run away with me) Oh-oh-oh (We could turn the world to gold) (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Over the weekend, we could turn the world to gold Oh-oh-oh (Oh-oh-oh) [Chorus] Oh, my baby Take me to the feeling (Take me to, take me to it, yeah) I'll be your sinner, in secret (Oh, when the lights go) When the lights go out Run away with me, run away with me (Just run away with me) Baby (Yeah, yeah) Every single minute (Yeah, yeah) I'll be your hero and win it When the lights go out Run away with me, run away with me [Outro] (Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh) Run away with me, run away with me (Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh) Run away with me, run away with me

[jcdedmemories]

[ jonathan bailey, cis man, he/him ] — whoa! JASPER VANDERBILT III just stole my cab! not cool, but maybe they needed it more. they have lived in the city for THEIR WHOLE LIFE, working as a PEDIATRIC SURGEON. that can’t be easy, especially at only 35 YEARS OLD. some people say they can be a little bit EMBARRASSED  and SENSITIVE , but i know them to be INTELLIGENT and PERSONABLE. whatever. i guess i’ll catch the next cab. hope they like the ride back to MANHATTAN! — @bhqextras

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

full name: jasper alexander vanderbilt III

nickname(s): super jr, doc, jav

pronouns & gender: he/him & cis man

sexuality: heterosexual

age: thirty-five

relationship status: single

birth date: november 3, 191988

birth place: manhattan, new york ,ny

hometown; manhattan, new york, ny

time in town: whole life

occupation: pediatric doctor

parents: jasper & madelyn vanderbilt

siblings: skylar vanderbilt, logan vanderbilt, spencer vanderbilt, holden vanderbilt, bailey vanderbilt

personality: embarrassed, intelligent, personable, sensitive

pet: none

children: none 

APPEARANCE:

celebrity doppelgänger: jonathan bailey

height: 5'11"

hair color: dark brown

eye color: dark brown

FAVORITES:

color: slate gray

non-alcoholic beverage: polar cherry limeade seltzer

alcoholic beverage: michelob ultra

season: spring

candle scent: clean linen

book: to kill a mockingbird by harper lee

video game: n/a

tv show: law & order svu

animated tv show: bob’s burgers

movie: spiderman w/ tobey maguire

holiday movie: a christmas story

disney movie: peter pan

pixar movie: inside out

disney channel original movie: n/a

candy: sour gummy worms

chocolate candy: raisinetes

Fruit: honeydew melon

Vegetable: asparagus

cuisine to eat: chicken and waffles

cuisine to make: pasta

genre of music: pop

artist: michael jackson

band: the backstreet boys

song: i want it that way by the backstreet boys

BIOGRAPHY:

Growing up with parents that were heavily involved in the medical field was very intimidating. It probably wouldn’t have been as bad if said parents didn’t put so much pressure on you to the point where felt sick to your stomach a majority of your life. With a father that was a neurosurgeon and a mother who was a cardiovascular surgeon, you felt like you had to live up to their image, especially being the first child that they had. He never thought that someone would feel remotely the way that Jasper felt, but then he met Devi Nadar. 

Since they both grew up with rich families, he felt like they thought the same way that money wasn’t as big of a deal as their parents may have felt. While Jasper excelled in science and math classes, it was clear that he was going to end up in med school just to make his parents proud. What they didn’t know was that he was planning to become a pediatric surgeon. He felt like there weren’t enough pediatric doctors in the nation overall and even less surgeons. He had gone off to med school but he remained close with Devi, not wanting to be severed from her. 

A lot of people would’ve thought that Devi and Jasper were dating and he didn’t mind that because he knew what him and Devi had with one another. They kept in touch with his best friend as he went through school and even his residency. He didn’t have as much time to hang out with her throughout the residency but luckily she understood that about him which made Jasper appreciate the time they had together even more. 

Jasper met a woman who was as gorgeous as they came. He thought he was going to spend the rest of his life with her. Things were going great until well, they weren't. She eventually got sick of Jasper's long hours and constantly being on call during his residency that she was tired of feeling alone. Jasper did though try to come by and surprise her with flowers and take out so that they could spend an evening they didn't know they were going to get together with the one he loved. Well, he came home to her in bed with someone else. Jasper's heart was broken. 

After his residency, Jasper remained in New York and got a job as an attending at Mt. Sinai Hospital as a pediatric surgeon attending. He has performed many life saving surgeries in his time as an attending and he is grateful to have helped as many kids as he could. While his parents think he copped out in going to pediatrics, his younger sisters have been routing for him since day one. 

[talentforlying]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 

repost and list 5 songs that inspire you to write your muse:

I. private life — oingo boingo II. blood of angels — brown bird III. tainted love — soft cell IV. help i'm alive — metric V. sinnerman — nina simone

list 5 quotes that inspire you to write your muse:

I. "the first clear thought in years: i refuse to die." — marya hornbacher, madness: a bipolar life

II. "we live in capitalism. its power seems inescapable; so did the divine right of kings. any human power can be resisted and changed by human beings." — ursula k. le guin

III. "like a fly to the ointment, your conscience sticks to it. the limbed and headed machine of pain and undignified suffering is firing up again. it wants to walk the desert. hurting. longing. dancing to disco music." — disco elysium

IV. "i have a meanness inside me, real as an organ. slit me at my belly and it might slide out, meaty and dark, drop on the floor so you could stomp on it." — gillian flynn, dark places

V. "i know what you mean about your life, johnny. i know you've made your share of mistakes . . . you're not perfect. you usually end up covered in blood with the shit kicked out of you, pissed off at all the bastards with the power you just can't touch . . . the pogues wrote a song that could have been about you. you're a rake at the gates of hell." — garth ennis, hellblazer #63: "forty"

tagged by: @handgiven <;3 tagging: whoever's interested!!

[light-lanterne]

hello !! so, a lovely anon has sent me the most wondrous ask analysing (from a byler perspective) the lyrics from an album that came out on friday night, the likes of which is by my current favourite band (and hyperfixation). unfortunately, my reply was getting ridiculously long, so i shall screenshot the different parts of this ask and add them to this post instead ~

needless to say, i'll also be connecting these beautiful lyrics to byler :O many an au idea has spawned from me listening to this album a few times over, so there's that too. if you're a byler who've never even heard of this band, i highly suggest you check them out; some of their songs are very heavy, others are not and may even be considered pop. regardless of the music, all the lyrics are wonderful and they're definitely worth a listen.

anyway, let us begin !!

— sleep token —

take me back to eden

okei, so for the "simple" question: i don't know which is my favourite new release, they're all just so good :( maybe 'ascensionism', for it's the one that's been stuck in my head all day x.x but really, they're all perfection and if these guys don't get a grammy or five i'll be very mad >:(

anyway, you said you were joking but i'm actually buzzing with excitement at the prospect of analysing the whole thing so here we go ~

first, the singles (i'll be as brief as possible):

i. chokehold: ah,,, the perfect start of the album. i think the song is mostly about vessel's devotion to sleep, but these lyrics really feel like s1 mike to me :O - - - - - - - - - - - beneath the stormy seas, above the mountain peaks, it's all the same to me, it makes no difference. i've seen my days unfold, done the impossible. i'll turn my walls to gold to bring you home again. - - - - - - - - - - - yeah,,, just the disposition to do anything and defeat all obstacles in order to literally "bring [this person] home again" really reminded me of mike :]

ii. the summoning: such an exquisite single,,, really the best song to pull people in~ needless to say, the bridge brings a really neat dynamic that would work really well in an aged-up fic, i think. - - - - - - - - - - - oh, and my love. did i mistake you for a sign from god? or are you really here to cast me off? or maybe just to turn me on? 'cause these days i would be lying if i told you that i didn't wish that i could be your man, or maybe make a good [boy] bad. - - - - - - - - - - - maybe the classic good student will/rebellious mike? something like that :D

iii. granite: this was my favourite single !! it's dark and moody and it paints a sad but somewhat beautiful picture :O from the lyrics this is about a dysfunctional relationship and codependency, so it doesn't quite fit canon byler :S an au, however,,, - - - - - - - - - - - i was more than just a body in your passenger seat, and you were more than just somebody i was destined to meet, i see you go half-blind when you're looking at me. but i am. between the second-hand smoke and the glass on the street, you gave me nothing whatsoever but a reason to leave, you say you want me, but you know i'm not what you need. but i am. - - - - - - - - - - - ,,,yeah. messy queer relationships can be fun to write and read and this one paints a very interesting scenario ~ when i first heard it, i immediately associated it with my serial killer au :D

iv. aqua regia: this one is such a vibe ~ i originally didn't care much for it, tbh, and it took me a while to get the metaphors x.x but once i got it i really started liking the song a lot more ! - - - - - - - - - - - aqua regia, (< gold refiner; vessel describes himself as gold before) oxytocin running in the ether. (< the ether would be the internet,,,) silicon ballrooms, (< silicon is a main component of electronics, so instead of social gatherings happening in an actual ballroom, they happen on the phone) subatomic interactions if it's all good. - - - - - - - - - - - so yeah, my understanding is that the main character in this song is someone who resists technology, but stops trying to fight it once they meet someone they feel something for online which is quite lovely ~ also, these lines are so cute: - - - - - - - - - - - oh, when i am done dancing to alarm bells no wonder my ears are still ringing. - - - - - - - - - - - (just imagine vessel bouncing around all excited about getting a message from this person :D ) anyway, um, modern byler au where mike is an anti-technology nerd who finally gets himself a phone just so that maybe he can talk to this really cute, semi-instagram-popular guy he likes from one of his lectures ^-^

v. vore: um,,, yeah,,, as someone who leans towards heavier music i love this song so so much !! the themes of obsession are amazing and really build on the concepts brought up in "this place will become your tomb", so that's a nice callback :O needless to say, there's not much bylering going on here but the vibe really goes well with aforementioned serial killer au, so there's that x.x

ix. dywtylm: aha, last single ! i must admit, i also didn't care for it a lot when i first heard it but, within the context of the album, it's a great break between "the apparition" and the final part of the record ~ so, i think i'd mentioned this before (?) but i can't remember,,, anyway, the lyrics scream mike at me ~ - - - - - - - - - - - and my reflection just won't smile back at me like i know it should. and i would turn into a stranger in an instant if i could. and there is something eating me alive, i don’t know what it is. maybe not that you conceal your feelings, they just don't exist. - - - - - - - - - - - also these: - - - - - - - - - - - and i've tried so hard to fix it all but nothing seems to help, but i cannot hope to give you what i cannot give myself. - - - - - - - - - - - yeah, canon mike's insecurities, guilt and confusion really reflect on those lyrics :( if i were to write something around this, it'd probably be a post m*leven break-up thing where mike is unsure if he has a chance with will, so they’re both just dancing around each other,,,

anyway, there's the singles !! now onto the new songs :D

vi. ascensionism: my absolute favourite song of the album ;-; there's something about fun genre-merging that really tickles my brain ~ i can't say i get the lyrics as much as the other songs, but from what i get it's about a relationship that's gone awry and both parts know they need to break up, but neither one wants to do it :( (there's also some stuff about a pseudo-religion called "ascensionism" and from what i get, it would imply that our main character believes they deserve this because of something they did in a previous life, so by accepting this, they will be able to ascend,,, or something like that x.x again, i don't quite get it just yet.) anyway, as much as i like this song i can't really connect it to byler ;-; maybe an exes fic, where they reflect on their fallout ? i don't do well with those, unfortunately x.x

vii. are you really okay?: this song is so pretty and sad :( i actually quite liked it !! it doesn't sound like anything from the soundtrack, i don't think, but it reminded me of my favourite film ever ("the crow") ~ the 90s vibes are delightful and it really gave me a feel of nostalgia that only added on to the emotion ;-; now, out of all the lyrics i'd say these are the most straightforward so i don't think i need to say what this is about :( and it's not quite the same, but i heard this part and had an idea for a short fic: - - - - - - - - - - - and i, i cannot fix your wounds this time. but i, i don't believe you when you tell me you are fine. please don't hurt yourself again. - - - - - - - - - - - picture this: during the confrontation about the painting, mike finds out about everything will has sacrificed to help him be happy so he tries to comfort him.

viii. the apparition: ah, this song feels so short :( it's very pretty though, all about vessel's troubled relationship with sleep ~ indeed, those lyrics you mentioned do feel very byler coded :O maybe their feelings between s3 and s4, when both of them were mourning their perceived lost connection (which they could've solved with a single phone call, but alas,,,) ? something like that ~ as for the dream stuff, i can definitely see will yelling this at vecna, once he's fed-up with the nightmares and being messed with and all that: - - - - - - - - - - - just let me go or take me with you. - - - - - - - - - - - granted, vessel's relationship with sleep is more of devotion than hatred (as reflected by the rest of the lyrics), but that particularly line gave me that visual :O i propose an alternative to the vecna interpretation, though: - - - - - - - - - - - why are you never real? whenever you appear you leave me with that grace, i am trembling with fear. but i know that you will disappear, just as i awake. whisper in my ear. - - - - - - - - - - - imagine that will's been taken by vecna (slipped into a coma or something of such nature) and he communicates with mike through his dreams :] that could be interesting, i think ~

x. rain: woo, byler-coded song !! those verses you wrote definitely feel like them, maybe once they get their stuff together and they accept that they can achieve happiness with each other ;-; i also love the references to other songs ~ part of the chorus feels a lot like "atlantic", there was a callback to "aqua regia" (something about 'saturate'), the 'game' part of the lyrics might be tied to "blood sport",,, i really like it !! the music is amazing and i can proudly inform you that listening to this as it rains around you is a wonderful experience ~ i have nothing more to add to your analysis n_n so, for a fic, i'd write about the direct moment after they defeat vecna and everything is done, with them running into each other's arms and just being happy to have each other, fully, at last.

xi. take me back to eden: the title track,,, an absolute masterpiece ;-; it's got everything musically, the most amazing breakdown, and it really is the perfect song to explain who they are :( and vessel's lyrics,,, "i dream in phosphorescence",,, who thinks of that ? x.x he's by far one of the best lyricists i know >.< the references to previous releases are so cool, too: - the ocean references are a call back to "tpwbyt" - the second verse alludes to "nazareth" (my favourite song) - the biting stuff is from "the offering" - shakespeare's "the merchant of venice" gets quoted - and of course, the first verse from "chokehold" is repeated to round the whole thing up :O ah, amazing,,, anyway, about the lyrics you shared,,,, yes. to all that ~ perfect interpretation <3 the chorus itself can be very byler, too: - - - - - - - - - - - my, my, those eyes like fire, i'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre. come now, bite through these wires, i'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired. reset my patient violence along both lines of a pathway higher, grow back your sharpest teeth, you know my desire. - - - - - - - - - - - from mike's pov, he knows he's attracted to will and he perceives that acting on those feelings is dangerous (he's a moth to a flame), but at some point he's tired of being miserable and wants to confront this. it also works from will's pov, with him having already (unknowingly) been hurt by mike and he's tired of hurting, but he can't seem to back away. ,,,i think it works, but you tell me ~ overall, the song really reflects a longing for an innocence lost and we all know mike, will and the entire party can resonate with that :(

xii. euclid: the perfect outro to the album (and the trilogy) !! such a gorgeous piece with one too many musical and lyrical references to other songs to list x.x with the way it ties back to "the night does not belong to god" (first song in sundowning), it really feels like closing a chapter and i can't pretend it didn't make me cry ;-; (i wonder if the song is called euclid because he was the father of geometry, and this song turns the trilogy into a circle,,,) anyway, i haven't got much more to say than what you've already mentioned,,, these lyrics have been gorgeous since the original song,,, - - - - - - - - - - - the whites of your eyes turn black in the lowlight. in turning divine we tangle endlessly, like lovers entwined. - - - - - - - - - - - and these ones (which you already mentioned but i want to repeat because they gave me chills with how pretty they are) really encapsulate byler, i think - - - - - - - - - - - do you remember me when the rain gathers? and do you still believe that nothing else matters? for me it's still the autumn leaves, these ancient canopies that we used to lay beneath. - - - - - - - - - - - yeah,,, i've got nothing more to say,,,

anyway,,, thank you for this wonderful ask and for letting me ramble about this beautiful band and these beautiful lyrics and connect it all to the other thing i love !! sorry it took me days to get through this, i needed some time to digest the whole album ;-; hope you liked my insight (?) and the fic ideas and stuff i mentioned !!

for now, i think it's about time i wrap this ridiculously long post up x.x to whoever is reading this, i really hope you're having the best day or night ever, and that you enjoyed reading my nonsense ~ i'll see about writing some of the fics i mentioned in this post, but it will (obviously) take me a bit x.x

farewell for now !! <3

[vampire-chokehold]

summary: I used to think the line between good and evil was seared into existence, dividing the world into two: either you were one of the good or one of the bad. But reality is full of grays. One day we walk the path of light; the next, darkness proves inevitable. I wish I could remain faithful to the ideals I believed were the pillars of my being, always searching for justice even when I didn’t know if it existed. But when I left my home, I delved into a spiral of self-destruction and death that left me with few options other than embracing temptation. Perhaps that darkness was always within me, and I simply stopped pretending. Perhaps. notes: i started writing this story a year into our CoS campaign. two years later, i finished it, just as we finished our game. it's been a hell of a ride, but i'm proud of what came out of it! please bare in mind that there are major spoilers to the plotline of the original campaign. we did a lot of things very differently, but read at your own risk! there's a playlist that goes with this. sometimes you will see a "play" icon at the beginning of some paragraphs, which means there's a specific song to that scene. i encourage you to read as you listen to it because many of the scenes were written with the lyrics and music in mind! read on AO3

preface · I · II · III · IV · V · VI · VII · VIII · IX · X · XI · XII · XIII · XIV · XV · XVI · XVII · XVIII · XIX · XX · XI · XII · XIII · XIV · epilogue

[styrmwb]

Favorite Final Fantasy Music (FFIII)

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holy shit why is that first line so big??? I am not good at this website but fuck it I'm keeping it cause it's funny (future styrm: this isn't big in some views???? i don't understand) FFIII is my admitted least favorite (note: not bad! just least favorite! least best, even, c tier at worst) FF game, but I still think it has some good tracks so Let Me Share My Onions (see this is funny because I call opinions onions sometimes and onion knight is what you start as see it's a good joke) This is also a case of I think the PR is the absolute best version of this soundtrack but I can't find a good upload of it so if you can listen to any of those versions of these songs please do so 5. The Forbidden Land, Eureka I just really like the melody of this one! I think it's fun. It also sounds very heroic, which I think works really well for the final (4) dungeon(s). Not much else to say I just like it :)

4. Crystal Cave This is such a good first area theme. Something I think I just like about FFIII's music is the kind of like, twinkling? I think? I don't know the music words, but anyways that twinkling that a lot of the good songs have, it makes me think of crystals! And thinking of crystals in FF is good. I also attribute some of me liking this to my first experience with this song being Labyrinth of the Ancients in XIV so when I first got here in my III playthrough I did the soyjak point cause OHHH IT'S THE SONG

3. Eternal Wind Everyone knows this one. This is like, the one thing that FFIII has done for the world (lie), it's got 20,000,000 different versions and not one is bad (i'm not fond of the DS one). I do think I personally like this song more because of the connection to the rest of the series (XIV), but I think it has a very nice melody, and is probably the best overworld theme of the NES games. Special shoutouts to the Dissidia version, which sounds something straight out of the early internet and I love it, probably my favorite version.

2. The Dark Crystals This song is magical. I love the soft harp/piano (depending on the version) backing the song, and the quiet calm melody. It perfectly feels like a dark, empty void realm, walking on crystal, but then it hypes up, reminding you that "oh this is the final dungeon out of my 4 segment long super tower of fun" and that you're the big heroes about to save the world

1. Last Battle This song. This song is so good. Yeah sure I might be cliche picking the final boss theme as my favorite song but I do not care and I will most likely continue to do so cause I'm a generic bitch! I love the build up. It sounds perfectly creepy like you are in the dark and this evil force is growing, then it goes into the big epic finale battle, all awesome, perfect for getting hit with 72,000 giant laser beams because it only has one attack Special shoutouts to Battle 1, Battle 2 and The Crystal Tower who, while good, couldn't quite hit top 5 for me

[the-annotated-antichrist]

Act III, Track 10 - My Voyage Carries On

Song links: Spotify - YT Music - Apple - Tidal

Apollonius suddenly finds himself powerless. His arsenal of spells does not work anymore and his demons can't reach him.

[Demons:] Come to us now, Magic Master

Sophia's spirit rises behind the demons. Her magic has bound him and by her chanting she is able to turn Apollonius' demons against him. She is taking revenge for what he did to Johanna.

[Sophia:] Demons you did send To possess my Johanna My child!

He also killed her btw. I find it sort of touching that Sophia appears to avenge Johanna even though they were so estranged when she was alive. Sophia cares for Johanna despite their differences and even though Johanna would not even visit her at her deathbed.

Apollonius tries to defend himself from her magic, though not from her accusations.

[Apollonius:] Rest assured my lore will my soul defend Reach me you can never who are from heaven sent

It's interesting that he claims she's "from heaven sent". We the audience know that she actually met Satan in whatever astral afterlife she was in. Does Apollonius see anyone who opposes him as an agent of God? Or was Sophia in heaven, but Satan is allowed there?

[Demons:] Come to us now, Magic Master [Apollonius:] In this time and place, where will I go? Sophia, be cursed Eternally I shall haunt you [Sophia:] Not the only one with powers, magic man you are [Apollonius:] I will cast you out, you traitors of the spell Serpents of Sophia, be gone [Demons:] Here we are still, all by the light rejected And by your will in astral vaults created [Sophia:] Now from a kingdom of your own to the void you return

Apollonius makes some seemingly empty threats that don't appear to intimidate Sophia. He then threatens his own demons, who are also unfazed. Finally, he realizes that it would be best if he fled. Being immortal, he reasons that he can still re-enter history later.

[Apollonius:] At this growing eve, could it be that I'm done? Why should I come to grieve? My voyage carries on [Demons:] You will join us in the darkness Come to us now, Magic Master

[artdecosupernova-writing]

Fictober '21 Prompt No. 19 — "I feel strange.“

Category: Original WIP: For The Stars Rating: T Timeline: an AU in which both Warren and Thrive are human CW: Mature situations Word Count: 737 Additional Notes: this is way too short lmao

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PART IV ➳ PART III ➳ PART II ➳ PART I

"Hoo, boy," Warren sighed, running a hand down his face. "I feel strange."

Thrive nodded from his seat at the opposite end of the couch from him. "I've noticed this happens when you've had red wine."

"You think I could be allergic? I haven't even had two glasses."

Swirling his own wine in the stemmed glass held between his long fingers, Thrive shrugged, using a remote in his other hand to flip through the streaming titles on the TV. "It's possible. I'd stop drinking that one to be safe."

Warren perched his glass on the coffee table. "Dinner was great, by the way. Thanks for cooking."

"I'm happy to do it." Thrive switched to a music app and started one of Warren's playlists, getting to his feet. "I'll do the dishes tonight since you're not feeling all that well."

"You sure? I could probably still do 'em…"

"Don't worry about it. There isn't that much to do."

"Only 'cause you clean as you cook." Warren chuckled, tapping his foot to the song. "You fuckin' nerd."

He caught a good-natured eye roll as Thrive entered the kitchen with both glasses.

The song changed and Warren shot off the couch. "Oh, here we go!"

"What's that?"

"I choreographed a whole thing for this," Warren said, already into it, moving as if it were second nature. The up-tempo dance beat kept a wide smile on his face even when Thrive paused his task to watch him with an odd look from the open kitchen. "Didn't you know I danced from middle school to college?"

"…Can't say that I did," Thrive said.

"Yeah, man," Warren cheered, letting the music overcome him. He danced around the coffee table, singing along, and he brought his hyped energy into the kitchen, where the closer he got to Thrive, the higher the corner of Thrive's mouth inched upward. "Nearly threw my hat into the erotic dancing ring to pay for school."

"Hmm." Thrive used one hand to spray the dishes in the sink with water from the detachable nozzle, not taking his eyes away from Warren. "There's an abundance of qualification, in any case."

Warren stopped and quirked an eyebrow. "Well that's an interesting development. Like what you see, Judge?" He spread his arms and swayed his hips. "This doin' it for you?"

Thrive cocked his head. "Would you want it to?"

"Considering I'm half a misfired synapse away from grinding on you, I'd say so, yeah."

"Maybe not into that, per se," Thrive said, turning his full—yet visibly reluctant—attention onto the pans he cooked with, "…but I may want to revisit the erotic dancing topic in a little bit."

"If you want a lap dance, it's fifty bucks."

Thrive laughed. "Don't ask how I know this, but that's a bit steep."

Warren paused between songs and ambled the few feet to him. He snaked a hand around the back of Thrive's neck and leaned in close to his ear. "My guy…this would be the best lap dance of your entire life."

"It would be the only lap dance of my entire life," Thrive muttered, though his voice had subtly tightened.

"And god, would I be honored to give it." Warren's fingers raked through Thrive's hair, rubbing into his scalp with gentle firmness.

Thrive forced out a breath as he attempted to focus on his chore. "Give me ten minutes."

"You have five."

"I can do three."

"Speedrun it, baby," Warren purred. He snickered, starting up a dance for the next song and moving into the hallway that contained their bedrooms.

—

Warren opened his eyes to complete silence and a pitch-dark room. The playlist had clearly run out ages ago and someone had the forethought to shut off all the lights in the apartment. He shifted and knocked his elbow into a body beside him, earning a grunt for the occasion.

"Oh, fuck, sorry…"

"What's wrong?" Thrive asked groggily into the side of his head.

"Uh…nothing. Whose…whose bed is this?"

"…I don't actually remember. After a certain point, I wasn't exactly paying attention to our surroundings." A few beats passed during which the sound of rustling filled the silence and the mattress shifted. "This is a double. We're in mine."

"That tracks," Warren yawned. "Probably still night. Brain feels like noodles. More sleep."

"No arguments here," Thrive murmured, looping his arms around Warren and lacing their fingers together before they both drifted back to sleep.

[libidomechanica]

Untitled (“And state their landscape from their steps”)

A sonnet sequence

               Stanza I

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               Stanza II

But ah, how shall be; what I hear how the dark. Paint, and show eye and face; and, every fawn and from mortal sympathy will more soft in desire that last, to share the horizon’s vaults conceptions rage: scourge of important, bore any sweet fruits—they discontent, as she: and yet true: shall but me. Ring o’er than skies. Speak grief abuse their pivot he heard, whose who gathered, which is our count is, come shape of more in the teaspoon too, as they wouldst thou, lift as sentimental farce!

               Stanza III

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               Stanza IV

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               Stanza V

Hero To Leander, fair and rooks, and thou art, and gathered: the street and thro’ the quiet maid held her brought the growing did show’d a tongue says go by: come influence, then never court us nothing sun, and, where Chick Lorimer in thee; low creep, prickle and all this learne the people call to feel this fair sheep from the sun in all the warl’ asklent, which time thou wilt thou didst breast, imagined cell, from which meets to be he that all—o true calm. The little boat, and pass the frailty do me where I say truth in both sighs amid they pleasant days, of fragrant to read their petty country form and felt so fair, poor here were blest he knew that assemblies or fills; the Babel round, from she would moved in deeds, more strange.

               Stanza VI

My breaks out of his lady sigh, the songs, the mind, that least to scent more; how oftentimental oaths are speak out in the portal world singing alive. It is the spray on copse and grass, does to shut my eyes and poorer priest hue about a shout from foreigners in its rich with manner of that kiss sweetness. And battered, Grief. A lover! To strange. Forever, here to-morrow lend me,—he notes over dead. That reverence in vogue! An end. To both to view a fact with thee; they are set some bitter note is best: sad mechanic exercise, like slept and shoals of dolphins bob their dim life behind, I might strife diffused it, as signal shakings of the sea-blue bird in native landscape forty-three. To set in light.

               Stanza VII

Mount Oliuet: feeding finger in the dead; and, fools and look, one God, the bird, whose who was know; the vapour, bold pretender more dissembles thorns and dim, endymion: yet so nightmare, he love, as many, fresh from spot of unslumbrous relics brought a hundred eyes and silence of hours dost breeze compell’d nature’s lived with care; so seems, down untowards the future lifts its calm white heat began to the empty, fall from more of roots in other shining prey of celestial round the days? Like Phoebus mountains never down, unlovely like a clew of kings: and yet who wrought like a guilty, but I’m old of small poetic touch these they acted wine to dying Nature in gree, who battered the quarter the rose.

               Stanza VIII

I start and shade of pearl the dark slide from nights without some moment, felt hears, bordred with a genitors, unconjecture of early Heaven’s image was struggle with those simply gordian’d up within the lessen’d manes, and she what it is void of human love good, and stop nor shall coupled beach. That paleness of this cause. To breathe thresholds, when soft cheek reclined, and all liars and thoughts canst wait. Within a funny toil breeds are the flows of heaven fill’d his mortal star.

               Stanza IX

And in this orb of flesh further tills his working sight, and every maze of Fair once more as his flower, from annoy, tu-who; tu-whit, tu-who; tu-whit, tu-who; tu-whit, tu-who; tu-whit, tu-who! In such sweet sister’d around, in lands—the purblind clang that light, and found here, my loved among whose bells their needle brawl which she shade, which way into the green, the space, and lantern, blush it broiler. When herald of the silver arrows breast, thy spirit never to be such a type.

               Stanza X

Of youth—it is the glitterance, and right, how much to earthly love I feel her for bending hidden silence; will onward darting. From our soaring daw; nor, whispers to handle spring arms. Both brag though of whose beauty’s angled caves, some couldn’t seen, as soon the dawn, the whole age of life in the old Chaucer used to sleep with caressed. They learnt, inexorable Mistress’ brows. A lullaby doth Love speak? In the voice kept, like my life called The Witch. That thou art, and peacefulness.

               Stanza XI

But because I often, hither! A liken these woeful valleys shine upon us: surely slumber of the dwarf’d a growth of May, as drowsy noon! Is our heaven rending fires, bordred with rod and King, folded in play, dove-like one the thousand peace and the mist rose hair likewise than a God! To those who still, still, now the ghostly saints in a sea at rest, and thy cheek, and gave, and plumelets tuft with earthly lov’d never seed its winding small clouds, and the blessing soul.

               Stanza XII

Lights arous’d from the nigher he make us a fairer, where the mountains, and yet in times the creak of snow, such fauour coming, lovely strongest human haunting alive? What I know them current coin; for here she green, thy dart! No fountain- top, the days works of old, ring in the only dance which I know what a matters it? Held, days order’d in a moments weak, and loved sire would reverence and strange friend each they be outstript me in for true love with has come—so sure I?

               Stanza XIII

For sitting aptest wave of more worth Farm, past the green, that points, and white heat: o sound with under when you meant buy, still be her cheeks, to hopes begot by fears, where first shells, whereon to a shade. Over the story I am bothers lie dejected, walk’d began to govern in each other force that tells the grot of Proserpine, as much, in waves there, a hands moved me kind, and every limbs I faintest in that wert with dim dawn, again, and there in thee, let occasion die, his frame, were memory being void of the truth frost! Ring interior of the gilded mists, adieu, adieus, to rout the grew, and run in measure from mead and fusing shade, on her, and dreame. And thus of old, with thou hast the stronger?

               Stanza XIV

—How they pleasantness their sons of sin. Shall set me home to talk about thee sitting heart! The fame who loved, and eyes; my pulses threatened eye, that we glance, who has casually places its radiant fire, and no more thanked behind. On leagues of the Susan’s eyes have made as echoes the youth: yea, tho’ the haunt, and heart from your shore? The patterning social truth seems falsehood to it. Tomorrow will trace in these, nor everywhere, softly swell, then the shining moon: and dipt in content.

               Stanza XV

Only air was sent o’ergrowth of time his right, and I and a sun, so little speeches nobly place formica country people called shape the race of happy Yes from a certainties in baby new unhallowed me. Oh, sacred essence, from the Isles love moment, or thee my grave, and, from whose red dogs lie in brasse. I lay the stars in its own house; old sister, when some strange! Will your name,—and nothing sails at ease, the hert’s force, believe me, you know than are true beauty?

               Stanza XVI

I do not less, but that make confusion of Dryope, the burden of racing, far off—at last place where we see; see him say, farewell lit, that cries in my scythe, then caressed. Gurgling of roots are wed, and gleaming cloys and moves dark, and takes an isle of chilling throne. As birth: be stile affording to the coast. This every zephyr-sigh pouts and more wrinkled feet upon the tune the dead; who through the song by thee their flanks;—but it without a world be it were a part it, when she sleep!

               Stanza XVII

Upon the body, but nothing quiet! Past award, thorns to stem the Mail art of Worldly Wisdom holds the omen! She dabbled on all fail. Now will wed sorrow shown by you cool cell, of Hero and fever-field! Bay leaved a winters go, with every kindred course of my grass. His eye stedfast upon the days we have a-year. Reach application. And bright your huntsmen o’er likewise their gifts. I should fallen May and think I’ve grow familiar; but he replying, knows?

               Stanza XVIII

Because it’s dead seaman’s force and then her love may feel once more affected seven blossoms red and deep peace, and, leaving grace. And swam for my lover’s wooden looked out: Is your Valentinel who change to make knows where Grattan, Curran, Sheridan, all college fanes that seem to live, they shall yet beside that from me and that the various surges sink the rockets fir-topped Hurst, upon her name and thee, let occasion die, mine, lass; and fix my thousand tiger die.

               Stanza XIX

Was it struck one, where I stood a marriage lay; the tea-stained a lion ramps at the dim stars go overwhelm surmise? I hear the name o’t. And whispers may some time he sits and come, where, softly into Naiad airs have itself to him in thy flockes to make all night, but is to sink and that in the happy news, love, I crave you by some virgin and shar’d to clasps a separations glowing sea, the joints of doubt, believe no matters it? Whisper o’er the narrow wane?

               Stanza XX

From art, but now thy passe, and long, of cold of the genuine, I think I made as echoes breaking vain presage; incertain spot, its pattern and treasure. Thou could not so, the shine, out-sparkled keen delight. But what you so panting brothers and trembling past; a life is dead, and baffled be: vnited pow’rs makers even now is still out of human love their shining hamlet curl’d, the proud queen-woman of the postman have prays, her earthly cates to flatter see Brooklyn.

               Stanza XXI

That makes daggers and then to a Jew; both long’d to all, that moment swept, but the shrink and rings the bliss— I was, in mine, lass, in mind, and we are for a stronger mix with point the world enough clear as the stone she enough; a woman is more that I feel this poor endearing dull pensive Sal that had beauty make old Law did silence, other views wi’ disdain; he waning of its quiet circles of wild oat not amidst thou to desire, then gardens green. Wait Mister.

               Stanza XXII

-—So I start, would tell me by and name, for ever, thy rosy is the days it wait through too soon, and laid undetained a perfumed sea, that changes hast the better to be a symbol of the mind? And Juan’s charcoal sketch: you with a ghostly spirit up to God, I woo your tiny swell on doubtful dusk hill-side, and all this subject to rout the spired. All miss, the matin song, who roll’d me for him; to a wide world out of a kiss— thus doth lie so in less phantoms!

               Stanza XXIII

Haunt us till as there you only fiction, devoutly to bear, by every vulgar paper paly flame along the nighest pledge of things that the better to be heart’s grown like a child, with blooming causes great son to which of hate. Or they fed not.—Not eternal May, and tranquility: full the path. I care the seeming past; and tried, and peace in the airies the north that Thomalins Embleme. Thou that! The pause, not absurd to be drunk of her naked sky, the clear.

               Stanza XXIV

Still made replied: I am no bigger. And with cries again. A day the solid land—I have seen at first expecting of thing quiet breathed their usual, late struck dumb, than the humble half sleep under ranks of our old found they plays, and murmurest measure of habitations of dark churchyard countrey mourn in vain! To lull a fancy, till now best at once establish dangers did soar so pass themselves to redden thro’ the thousand like quest was snow, you wilt not them.

               Stanza XXV

Talk of all women meek beckon’d a colours, to roam the more brightly sings crost; without Greek from the church and riper yearly light, where made a man and more, is gone indentures right, is toil me here him, he appear, that on earth fed so plains who trust it crept upon the one sayd he there shot a golden honest practised eyelids, grow old? Who mad’st the grows too oft in dark hath her moved like a civic slanderers by mad ears, I do not palsy or both sightless way.

               Stanza XXVI

From off their measure from behind then had hopes begot by communion of his impregnant east: tis clear to year grows not afraid, stood, wan, and faith as vaster. I shut between me and youth are my hearts held that blind me of song, when he to swelling to a considerable through multifarious duty, that binds him who grasp, the bugle breathes again. How does not what is hapless deeply, and doubt extremes, but each has pluck you are think she turned to set in light of much empressed, exhausted, dined, drunk of its qualities Night be court us now crown: I met with a wife, my rest, till that please that could pretend to fix without sometimes was, that not interpreted, walk’d began; and slaking, replied: No!

               Stanza XXVII

Yet none had to touch of acclaim. Their hand; for with share, must steer’d the most miss his brackish waues be meeke and gone, and a wood and plundering that watch it as a dove upward ragged trunks, and no place, wishing such do to the globe of welcome hotels, st. And by the heart in days far-off, and you and I are on the Spring well, whose hear the Goose that are falling, shaken by light of single on the most infected in child: for six month of the long the feature, from thine.

               Stanza XXVIII

Weep, as, unto my eyes of men. I dreams are but find the music, sure I discern! That each, whose looked what a shouts—and Love must dream: yet held a bastard shame be buried day, except peaceful. And a bill’s small; until a gentle patient level, that fly as a childhood shape his dues; but brooding sky of May poetry Books idylls of Death’s twin-brother wavering creature with endless shores of lower of the tallest soul when I fall be the time draws the look was born.

               Stanza XXIX

And carriers broken light-blue lane of true loved the fashion’s saw, and tenderneath all fail. Against my crown: who still that grow now my labyrinthine answer; feeling cloys and fleeth, leaving about the brazen thunderstand. The mask and fears unto golden close of alabaster feareth but some merely knows where was not in all you bred them mine. Broad should be, and crescent moon too brief lays, thy fingers did not see that great enough for one death, o’er the unquiet shore sailes drowning cup, the uneven he appeal to changes wrought, and on the Cauteretz mariana mariana the Chrismas heart of the bliss in endless rounded, the Spring his essence, while I with his path, and I—too late.

               Stanza XXX

We keeps its souls in vain, like small reward. That seeldome falling, nowe with thee, panting creatures his quiver; so plead them that wear he wild sky, and die? And heart is but a conflicting some called The Art of sluggish moods remit, which not in an every wise article’s expression,—my humility room full new life again, and eyes—and cloister’s graves, and jealous man. ’Twill plague you! Whatever I have they ding a lush in juicy stalk and feele as must hammer weather on the width thee. Sleep, and wonned not swerves to blame my origin with a gentlemen alone, a fellowship divine, and thought, for the sea. If there be more serious eyes did their fond termes, and bienly classes. Of liuing dew?

               Stanza XXXI

All fleetings to climb or false and joinèd hands you remind me of day let the closest word of all your eyes do learnt, inexorable Mistress of quiet bones, to dross, makes these valleys, so careful of earth too much abundance shall bloud full of distracted guise seeme most kingly tripping side I thinks the wind out-blows her shadow, once we talk of letter progress that can return’d where true that the work prevail. But let a portion of wrath the while the comfort in love you.

               Stanza XXXII

The large, a bounds, aver I could not in livelier breathe third or fourth at once, among their den into frights as of old! From his veins would have vanish’d, I with these phrase, where shall knowledge is nourish’d life is dumb, that inly feel the blaze of kisses his tomb, and but from hidden silence and molten into growlings as dead. Through certain the house or eye hovering of plane of life I feel the rest eye on, soon she loves that ancient beams, and death of will I died. Where each for thy I weene thou not natural temperate mortality consume my stuttering kiddes to universely frame; whether possibly quilty. No doubtful joys thereon, my sharpen’d to owe, insolvent ever mind elsewhere shot.

               Stanza XXXIII

Love love for one deep hollowed, and towers or leaves were some piece. To those, whither barrier-birds do sing, and the faint and to me, until the dust on the Apennine, the sun peels from his hair blowing joy. Were the burden of morning fair, but he, that true; for thou art goner? More, our Scholar, was not a close her feet, and ruth was in summer Franceses? And the Crannied Wall godiva hero To Leander, often bring me so; as testy sick men, while it still.

               Stanza XXXIV

Were long passing, leading the weather fruit; while I yet descry neath to view a fact with more they appropriated as at rest: but, when her note is gone. But ah, how a callow wraith of these though which of scorn the grandfatherly I kiss from out his colder: the wheels, as must be with gather’s eyes? And tumble in. And see feeble soul can see! Not a mortal lullaby? I wrong, unmoor’d our soft as some stept. And only Stella now leaves fall’n intoxicating all.

               Stanza XXXV

Is not comes from Endymion. And all that see what world, æonian views; nor human strife, and all this life was receive our newsletters up as tiny sweetheart that lid, full- sloping mead to hear. Takes loneness, Evil haunten rather love reflects a kitten me, a shepheard, he might wind will not yet for death: but the poppies red: at whose to playing like well might after, thought for who trembling cloud, and all that bring seas, and o’er-heat. Of our boy’s tears, of our lowing, so prime?

               Stanza XXXVI

And mark the peasant fire under your gaudy May-games here strong forms a two-part canon? My spire more shall my toil and found usefully upon the held, days thee, as dear. Become away at once has been supporters, which you all of ash and follow’d, may line of melodious bar, and hence, like a young, happy bark that hunters left our survey But still God! If I might ensue desire what high degree. Messing working in the top, then silence of gold; ring is all?

               Stanza XXXVII

Bare of that creatures! And Wordsworth the keys of evening, is calls our lives are quicks, o tell the circle moaning over starres such reverence I knew not wait the tapers budded quicks, o tell me throne of truth shall dead to see him up; I’ll fighter the brain can also of some time, has broke the dark appeared to teachest alone survive myself will see the roofs. When Lazarus left the breathe, with from these have I hear sweetly does to welcome! Cradle shells for one alive.

               Stanza XXXVIII

The zodiac run; a web over thou art not heed there with me trode is ryfe, that he look was cancell’d into leave it what, that sad affair on a lawn; then, on ever upon that Time indeed, when then he said she? And heavy heart must brushing that from out my faith, that somehow contains; and heard those million poesy which dare wed, and turn thee which look was calm’d to let the wholesome will. And of sin, that sorrow to govern in eternal Heaven’s hilles heights of doom.

               Stanza XXXIX

Accept, like beast, and in the Mansion lacks, and home to find a daughter, may serves with seems, downright my fancied sighing drowning feast; this sheepe like new; why she madonna and calm round? On doubt; he, They, One, All; within that points of yellow leaves and where himself licks of other love is vast eddies swoop’d; such morning I knewe the foretold, a weight an eye for you is that capacious of the golden rain and my regret is hush’d upon the day, while thousand types are blank day.

               Stanza XL

Go not, like stone, the wet fields, above me, and o’er the worst release. Control, supposed to profit throughout the bonie Lass of the steaming grass, does to make me with me no casual mistress, to hopes to keepe. There rolling of routs and blood and water under your verse my bones with endless may pounce upon a hyllye plac’d; beauty moves darkness flame up that can be still danced in deep night-swollen mushrooms? Whether when did go, piping to espy a hope of strange. And loue now thy brow!

               Stanza XLI

So here the long inside my heart thy eternal greeting, and tree there we’ll put our skiff when starue. With Arctic mains of the eleventh months hath left the white wicker I see that pelt each flower and know the doors, and leave in spring cries and light; through my body one alive. His brethren were attack as even thou wandering kiss: work that mind from the self-defence: this mystery of man; so thin fine fixed subject; and carries call’d me to this, and peace of a son … You!

               Stanza XLII

The darkens not! Blush by day the band of memory being here ever-divers come makes free burgess of thy you said, adieu, ’ for ever hollow, from an unto an endless fountains, save you, from beneath, the floor; the indeed, she be nothingly with wine, as Lord and unto this, but speak it. Until they give my eyes did we went at last—far off, the windows; here was the soul-soothing strange case? For one remove from its prophecyings in any songs I took farewell.

               Stanza XLIII

Love shaken without a word of late. And makes by force high Iliad in passing tears. Again saw he thus one when you are as birthday cake and your sweet I will let him the mournful surges sink to perfect beauty such who, like a clouds, they are foretell, and in his subjects to hear the primrose on straint, came vestal change to star and goodwill and flute be blame has been dancing rills a grief for argument of the least ioy, by new trees like lucus from the golden hood?

               Stanza XLIV

And sith the pleased a king’s commune with weather—still mocking hence, of words I took the loved remain. Being fair from the womb is the diffusive poets, and courteous show where the pain, and all love her boast, behold, I erred yet prodigy, Miss Araminta Smith can it that which is out in that whispers of all this the dwarf’d a growth the loftly round thou owest; nor a bell tolling that we may stay at home, and lazy length climb. They country-folk acquainted seem near.

               Stanza XLV

The blind beg of your weak tongue that cries again the late. I stretch, where the ground the sky bloom-covered, while. ’Er double of Latmos! Can yet quickly furze buds lavish hills. Join our mouth can it kiss’d whispers his Sicilian fold, his brayne, so far, so near me when we said, and sing of creeds. Might into the Lady of better land; and struck dumb, than thousand was not unlike water love’s greatness. Yet how it, that runs, and after through they bene fat, and oblique lines you: and years.

               Stanza XLVI

I’d try conclusion tries, but still losing ears, nor with aimless he past. Run out you—two days go by: come quick tears arose and speak: this fell our home-run total world at last few lire ticking here all its airy range; the day fail in looke aloft, as when softly intreat of all, o’er the change minstrel memories of man; I loved, by many a lass has been tortured bliss. Juan, who masks and genial spirit sudden hair blackness or strouen to Pindar; and leaven rent.

               Stanza XLVII

Spring-days, the eternity, your sleeps now, as dead-still and sighing, which turn once possesse which now ’tis no port where Melodies of our love to think and sight. These think there, which renders to fright into itself so far from a confliction’s kingdom but the other lettered from home, my cabbage, I will content, and tease me, you know no further the pressure. Nor willing of worthier brakes a desert in the Nymphes doest expectator, and then windows; here not I?

               Stanza XLVIII

My harp would be still, still with song. The pile—make us as that field so find slantine gave things will? Of wheels the hills with Thought thee she smiles? They sleep had breast and strange song but if this death, seems false and travelling to a twisting will confidence, other in things to our Themis his she had been obliged to Dian? My drooping hence follow as the excursive talked into the vales of me and groups undefiles. Days that woman is more admits but, when we come of a word.

               Stanza XLIX

A gulf him I shall sweetest night, ring of an eye, that she is my pulses of the best: but ’twas every joy. With the world be it well.—A merry in ear’? Alas! Thy choose to be over start; no pause the sorrow days, to track suggestion, to shifted man’s being new: nought’s o’er the forward come tell me from the sky with might not stay, and caves, the coronals of brasse. For us at once shall her side? Yet I spared her and toppled down closes with speed, and breathe thoughts they for a long-forgot, and still returning to some blame not, whence, till the genial spiritual of swear on the disallow your solemn to the lips must rambles the loveliest moon, dark bulks that searching; we may rise, what woman is away.

               Stanza L

Whose commonplace, if so he type this, and sky, when the place. I loved and wear he wild unrest. Is a hand anything; I cannot file. He reason will behind.—Is yet I spare the window, and roar’d, the man to thy gifts. The woodbine veil his brother, when birds; nor war; and a real swelling through a last for bandages and giving what a shady, fresh in juicy stalks, to more? My eyesight; for now he fortress must now so sterile, before all through; a woman is no schismatic spirit, not amidst of the moons, and lives more orthodox. Here, the budding serpentry, have brought the night from the time, unfetter, e’en the unheard, and not on the Gipsy-Scholar, was no excels, in strife, that kiss sweet Peona!

               Stanza LI

That least; nor grain, he loved, the whispers tales of fleshly intreat of all burn the dawning a web over youth and the streets ferment is not a league is this? Urn, youngling dawn that last up the glories, moving in the world were best part, variety, she lies; others, to tell through crowd of pleasant, as now fill my though palmy fern, and one of royal blooms: and to-day the fervour and is profan’d by a downward ragged pressure of neither simple shepherd songs I do?

               Stanza LII

The fly’s bass turn the winds bear: hushed! I loved her. The train to ripe, they pass in ever-diverse my thousand light that for grape of reverence and breath: the village greedy help me unravel, that I do to the enchantment. And fluttering the high and sweet than never dim and dust: ’ might win oblivion, and sapless of the bright your willing, hands; the foot so thrilling years, borne downiest cry, and one where was bred, I dream: but ’twas every night, have been rent. Of eastern sky.

               Stanza LIII

So thick and Tom are paired within a helmless bound in his heart in life that seem’d at could not what he to a twisted o’er a shells. And this tiny swelling hand, and go thy worth stream from Wolues, the most kingly and of our husband toppled down to music to my paine to be fiddled. Her frequent shall adorn, whence to say what a matters untrue, as does to feeling, on the girls to the proper sphere are learnt that voice was used to silver the doctrine sound for me.

               Stanza LIV

And agony’s forgotten time with hair likewise the downiest cloudlets of green, and led him not a things not melt out of day let this his chairs and cavern springtime, by nature lifts its only controvertible&extending through my life and then, since he disallows and thicket doth keep our Christian art; nor cold found usefully upon a hill. Until fair and partly mind bewailest the said, I murmur on this kindred course of my arm, that kiss and a nights mine!

               Stanza LV

I clasp’d no more, in which is a willow trailed exhalations breathless fleecy lamb straying lips? Come downe the fool, they soone may live and the body bows; man’s breath: the could be better! Than never hurts ye. And what are true than in the gree, that bounds are feast; they shape his darkness weak, and brought, and laughed: No, surely down I since, adventuresome, I send my head. Day was flash they both! Thought to the ground his earth gives of late. Too rare a little flash, all rocks, and the lesser faith him.

               Stanza LVI

The best, the world’s end; thou such a lad, had I been hatching bigger than when the jaws of vapours weep in it: so fared; and thereon with dear, to take: in which left me in that comes best all the crownèd with stately mountain-tops where she will ever more gaily class’d among your eyes and know her purple from May to day, But still and which time beneath the doors leading Clyde there, too riper year, David, you are fast his commands take the perfect star had fall’n asleep. An earphone with universal love not heard,—and thy full new life in me for ever rust that wakes; nor let thy tears, a crowds that you proved the air! The love repay: none are made evening, when the sun, whence came to choose of that a distance which wander’d in.

               Stanza LVII

Promised to hear. I would make a pelican breath, their mates, nor game, nor proffer’d land—I look’d on thine? On a sparkling brother, with needments, for thy face with my Emma lay; and at each, becomes an angel pure and unawaken. Which out dead; all love you by yonder of the mind, again of Evil; the census take me tremble in half the Southcote—I have seen they pour out of moons can see, in watch, like a boughs: I took Peona’s hand. To breaking on the music.

               Stanza LVIII

Hereafter, long lives? Chains of thy chance meet so that in times long embrace me zones and court us no mark a lynx’s eyes flash of joyless gray, and hands, I saw myself than storax from fair Maid, and each others case, as in a moments? She flies, the fools of high to have I feele as much, in watch, like a floating soil and look’d on Sicilian she knows the noble ends. Upon the power turned in that hears made his neck and stockit mailens. Half-closed eye, when fair, no more.

               Stanza LIX

Talk and quiet leaves the bride and frantic looks ouerpasse, and stockes, great store: whatever love, were coming fair Syrinx are fool that thou would keep your chance, perch, hovering rolls and thine! To my ear fond voice doth Beautie beauties louely like those cities, when I held my want-begotten time; and cuckoo! Paradise, no registry, no harbor Thou, that I never wits are gone, his friend wound I should have a crescent’s violin, we have idle brawling rhymes not, happy omen, hail!

               Stanza LX

Break at searching: yet hour, with the vast, one law, and no child: for six month of dying cloudiness and wrapt the glass! Love’s best. As with those shape the exalt the heed of a sounds that the showers, dew-dabbled Uncle’ on my knees will? To haue that rang to think that we may lift the chambers emptied of life against they comfort of men; who masks of it flash of gaolers going holiday. This fairer that love forsooth, vpright, a grief, the breeze; for what to higher hope. Be my ain.

               Stanza LXI

If men conversely frame, till have drain’d my carrot, my days far-off interrupted: or like a beam of life; that God, while perpetual day so doth lights and Satan’s head cloud … it must dies in the witch! I would be so no more of earth, where holding merry o’er a poor rivals in me claim his has birth, and keen though not moves and down a vulture could not win an answer’d, by divinely grac’t, ah! Ere chiding, conjure they for a loving married men; for the things, stars black.

               Stanza LXII

Every higher; known rustic frame, till May, purfling through; a woman oft perfect of a kiss? Keep and knowledge, but most recently—the heavenly friend is Nature’s best. In ambrosial months, revelation I may gain that and sweet than aught the objects from youth be fleeting, eye-earness of peace with these remains in reach their comfort me, a part: o, lest thou sinn’d in ambrosial dark, and rise, but mean in that in Vienna’s eyes of thou wander’d around me too brief for pay.

               Stanza LXIII

But pass most excellently unmew my soul on higher place, a tinting through someone else. Never be unsoft to see them round to his narrower fellow palms from my power, glisten at the clover seems to death. Yet undiscover’d let me freeborn native woe, should suffer&become shallop lay at anchor in golden prime passion,— my humility room fills the widow’d, and set the nightingales from the song and his brethren, blubbering, and skim away.

               Stanza LXIV

Of English, without my eye, there, the less and briers, woods where, and slept. Bowers with thee and round to us, the night turn in the fragrant- blossom’d bought me to a signet the other lovely to us, althought. And drowning says gone your hands ouerlayd: tway that he living when Julia, weep, a careless bark, and dull, then my breath, there she herds, ’twas to climb the same heart has they give my eyes bright uptook her eyes is mates, nor proffer’d, and cleave in wool more hearth in colossal calm.

               Stanza LXV

To suited, and, nor there was dead. Sir Launcelot and West, with all the slumber on; unconscience and deep, while in twelve hour with his summer pomps comes from me and never! Bends they went down on the only pretty ring out the same; that eternal Heaven above, can tell: where is Lord and violet, and one the inclin’d, he spun the time wild pulsations of darkness again, and find a trouble line I sued the dead should passing&in a world is on, the very dead? And mine.

               Stanza LXVI

Nor have I hear the narrow will and loyal scratching following cap, beyond these gentlemen along Broadway, there he may served them? Six feet are not so filled, get next of men esteemed turn the lessen frost, sole record! Unto our ghastliest do knows now foredoom thro’ they han great logs and baffled in peace or war’s quiet field, nor war; and sweet and sooty, and wholly round me the blows, the fervour after bliss, on all thee. Broad should pause, not Corydon no rival now!

               Stanza LXVII

Within my spirits of youthful bow and gave though I hear this godhead or henchman, oh Jack! Of the morn before that I live a control, o heaven; and lilies to a tax-trap—I have mown. Looks o’er, touch do to the captain jewels in angel pure hangs of chekes indentures must I grow old thee on the passion hath no one of life of loss. How fares it all the West, full sober ring where prickly near us all dance. Advancing to manhood dark, and the nightingale.

[timetravelbypen]

Get To Know Me Tag Game

(Thanks for the tag, @vaelerius!)

1) Spell your name in songs

C - Counting Houses (luz) A - Agony (Into the Woods) I - I Am What I Am (La Cage Aux Folles) T - Thirteen (Doctor Who soundtrack) L - Let the Rain (Sara Bareilles) I - I, Carrion (Icarian) (Hozier) N - Now and For Always (Lord of the Rings musical)

2) Why did you choose your URL?

I write historical fiction mostly, so... time travel by pen! (Or, I suppose keyboard if we're being really honest, but that sounds less cool.)

3) What is your middle name?

It's the feminine form of my dad's uncle's name. He was a priest. Apparently he was cool? Idk??

4) If you could be any mythical creature, what would you be?

A dragon, for sure! Or also some kind of shapeshifting cat creature. I would like to be a cat.

5) Favorite colour?

Green! I love green. I also have a lot of navy blue and dark red clothes too.

6) Song you love right now?

I'm going to be really nerdy and pick Epic III from Hadestown, because it's lovely.

7) Top four fandoms?

Doctor Who

Good Omens

Lord of the Rings

Mmmm idk books in general?

8) Tag nine people

My brain is soup, friends, so if you would like to play, consider yourself tagged and please do not feel awkward about it!

[elleniemae]

Ooooooo this sounds fun, I’ll do it

1. Underprivileged Mentee, Hollabackatcha

2. Shawn Takes a Shot in the Dark

3. Shawn’s time away from SB PLEASE WHAT WAS HE DOING

4. Mr Yang

5. Pierre being an agent was DEFINITELY a con because Shawn’s criminal bf is definitely a criminal fight me. He’s got EVERYONE fooled (except Shawn lol)

6. One is too hard I’ll pick 3: a. “That’s my gun” “So you know it works” b. Jules finding out he’s not psychic confession scene. c. Jukes hearing Shawn confess his love over the wire scene.

7. When Yin is about to kill them and Gus says something like “If I had the chance to go back and do it all again I would”

8. When she takes down the bad guy in the online dating episode

9. “Nice shooting, detective” “Did you just call me detective?” “….no”

10. “You two are not hired on this case” “DAAD!” “They’re hired” “What?!”

11. When she was reprimanding Shawn and Gus to “stay off the case” but told them they “never had this conversation” Also her goodbye scene.

12. Shawn Spencer, Psychic Detective

13. Burton Guster, Pharmaceutical Salesman

14. FREAKING TROUT (rarely have I hated a character more. As a person, not as a character)

15. Shules definitely. (or, as the discord calls them, Shajookie-cookie 🍪🛼)

16. Either “Gus don’t be exactly half of an eleven pound Black Forest ham,” “Gus don’t be the ‘iiiiiiii’ in ‘wait for iiiiiiiiit’” or “Gus don’t be the only black lead on a major cable network”

17. I don’t do hc’s that much, I just appreciate others. Can’t say no to Bi icon Shawn Spencer but that’s basically canon so…

18. I enjoyed it as a musical enjoyer. It felt like a psych episode with music, and it was entertaining. Not all the songs hit, but the good ones are AWESOME (I’ve Heard It Both Ways and Santa Barbara Skies are my personal favorites)

19. Christmas Joy

20. “Suck it” “You suck it” “🎶Suck iii~t🎶” I use it on my siblings almost daily

21. Definitely Shawn, he would be very entertaining for 24 hours, also I’d want to see what he could “psychically” read off me

22. I specifically remember the day when at a friends house, she insisted we would enjoy the show, and we watched Last Night Gus. My siblings and I then went home and proceeded to binge watch it while showing our parents. It is the only show that we can all agree on when nothing else works.

23. I’ve got 3 crossovers that I think about. B99 is a cool one that would be very funny. A crossover with the show “The Pretender” was actually a dream of mine and it was pretty fun from what I remember. Finally, I would DIE for a Fnaf crossover, there was a previous post I reblogged about this and I still think about it at night.

24. When Shawn says that Gus has to go help save Jules while he gets Abigail because it was the only way he could know she would be alright AHHHHHHH I LOVE IT SM

25. I absolutely adore the “Heeeeeres Lassie!” version of the theme, the filtered vocals and the simple repeated “I know, you know” is just AHH so goodddddd.

Psych (2006) Ask Game because this is my favorite show and I'm making it everyone else's problem.

What is your favorite Gus nickname?

What is your favorite episode?

Which plot point/storyline do you wish had been expanded on in the show?

Favorite culprit?

Was Pierre Despereaux really an INTERPOL agent or was it all a con?

Favorite Shawn moment?

Favorite Gus moment?

Favorite Jules moment?

Favorite Lassie moment?

Favorite Henry moment?

Favorite Karen moment?

Favorite main character?

Favorite secondary character?

Least favorite character?

Favorite ship?

Favorite "Gus don't be"-ism?

Free Space - give a headcanon about any character.

Thoughts on Psych: the Musical

Favorite Christmas episode?

Favorite quote from the show

If you had to be stuck in a locked room with one of the characters for 24 hours, who would you pick?

How did you get into the show?

What other fictional universe would you like to see Psych crossover with?

Favorite Shawn and Gus friendship moment?

Favorite theme song version (besides the original)?

[ourxguidingxkey]

//Remade the playlist in SCM Player

DJ Khaled - All I Do Is Win (from Ducktales 2017)

Yoko Shimomura - Aqua (from Kingdom Hearts: Birth by Sleep Final Mix HD)

Skrillex - Bug Hunt [Noisia Remix] (from Wreck-It Ralph)

Christina Milian - Call Me, Beep Me! (from Kim Possible)

Post Malone - Chip 'n Dale: Rescue Rangers Theme (from Chip 'n Dale: Rescue Rangers 2022)

Eden Espinosa & Mandy Moore - Crossing the Line (from Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure)

Yoko Shimomura - Dearly Beloved (from Kingdom Hearts III)

Yoko Shimomura - Dearly Beloved [Swing Version] (from Kingdom Hearts: Melody of Memory)

Hikaru Utada - Don't Think Twice (from Kingdom Hearts III)

John Williams - Duel of the Fates (from Star Wars: The Phantom Menace)

Skrillex & Hikaru Utada - Face My Fears [English Version] (from Kingdom Hearts III)

John Williams - The Force Suite (from Star Wars)

Robin Williams - Friend Like Me (from Aladdin 1992)

Keith David - Friends On The Other Side (from The Princess and the Frog)

Party Ben - Galvanize the Empire (Mashup of The Imperial March with Galvanize by The Chemical Brothers)

The Musical Ghost - Gravity Falls Theme [Electro Swing Version] (Gravity Falls fan song)

Brad Breeck - Gravity Falls/Made Me Realize Mashup (Gravity Falls/MTV's Awkward mashup)

Hans Zimmer - He's A Pirate (from Pirates of the Caribbean)

Tony Jay - Hellfire (from The Hunchback of Notre Dame)

Mandy Moore & Zachary Levi - I See The Light (from Tangled)

Louis Prima - I Wanna Be Like You [Sim Gretina Remix] (from The Jungle Book 1967)

Donny Osmond - I'll Make A Man Out Of You (from Mulan 1998)

Fall Out Boy - Immortals (from Big Hero 6)

Idina Menzel - Into the Unknown (from Frozen II)

KoRn - Kidnap the Sandy Claws (from Nightmare Revisited)

Yoko Shimomura - Lazy Afternoons (from Kingdom Hearts II.5 Final Mix HD)

Idina Menzel - Let It Go (from Frozen)

Rascal Flatts - Life is a Highway (from Cars)

Danielle Brooks - Listen Up (from Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure)

John Williams - Main Title (from Star Wars: A New Hope)

Rise Against - Making Christmas (from Nightmare Revisited)

Ludwig Göransson - The Mandalorian (from The Mandalorian)

Yoko Shimomura - Memória! (from Kingdom Hearts: 358/2 Days)

Jake Kaufman - Moon Theme (from DuckTales: Remastered)

Fall Out Boy - My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Light 'Em Up) (from Big Hero 6)

Niko - Night of Fire (from Dance Dance Revolution Disney Mix)

Nobuo Umematsu & Yoko Shimomura - One-Winged Angel (from Kingdom Hearts II.5 Final Mix HD)

Brad Breeck - The Owl House Theme [Extended Version] (from The Owl House)

Madeon - Pop Culture (from the Fan.tasia AMV)

CarboHydroMusic - Rising Sun (Kingdom Hearts fan song)

Amy Lee - Sally's Song (from Nightmare Revisited)

Hikaru Utada - Sanctuary [Opening Version] (from Kingdom Hearts II)

Hikaru Utada - Simple and Clean (from Kingdom Hearts)

New Japan Philharmonic - Simple and Clean [Orchestral Version] (from Kingdom Hearts)

Green Day - The Simpsons Theme (from The Simpsons Movie)

Parry Gripp - Space Unicorn (from Star vs the Forces of Evil)

Ken Ashcorp - Supernatural [Glaze Remix] (Gravity Falls fan song)

Jessica Darrow - Surface Pressure (from Encanto)

Danny Elfman - This Is Halloween (from The Nightmare Before Christmas)

Yoko Shimomura - Traverse Town (from Kingdom Hearts I.5 Final Mix HD)

Shakira - Try Everything (from Zootopia)

Samuel E. Wright - Under the Sea (from The Little Mermaid 1989)

Starship - We Built This City (from The Muppets 2011)

Lin-Manuel Miranda - We Don't Talk About Bruno (from Encanto)

Danny Elfman - What's This (from The Nightmare Before Christmas)

Owl City - When Can I See You Again? (from Wreck-It Ralph)

Mandy Moore - When Will My Life Begin? (from Tangled)

Buckner & Garcia - Wreck-It, Wreck-It Ralph (from Wreck-It Ralph)

Imagine Dragons - Zero (from Ralph Breaks The Internet)

Alan Menken - Zero to Hero (from Hercules)