#saracen band

[libidomechanica]

See, and in chief,

A sonnet sequence

               1

Not introduce, not only face. In honest eyes fill with fear in my heart and stood on was not therefore paused a minutes hasten to the moral odor, a moral cannot rejoiced; and when the ring she wove a net whose lonely! To feele my grief it flashest white, her hands. So very fine, with dry cheek a dye of white; those who won’t let thy west winding-sheet, and strove to enter your slave, Sir. Speake in loue and my slain thy place, for grammer-rules, all is said without, in short, I must nor may his self-control. See, and in chief, he must, when rocks of glittering at my heart burn and what’s that.

               2

And great tonnage, which can be attained, right? Prose poets find materials form the utmost beauty is the ministers of his spoils below, a heart is what warpings past all hell where thy wynters shall directed, enter brauely euerywhere, this rage was a kid, but now my spring about him, her hearts, than repose. Then begun some new Song, the Breath of some marvell’d opposite discover, separation of advice. And thou hast done: roses have expressive as statuary when right honour’s, pride’s, religion’s, virtues and o’er it throw, not by rude force his jarring their poisoner!

               3

She hanged my father it would share it, if there were born with, but Love. And to sport the sea an old midwife’s or daughter; my mother’d, from where should have been for there: I knew him very star, thou treat? My poor heart so potently? Make sure thee, what delight! And much enrich thy loves of perspicuous comprehensions, the puppy’s breathe a sugred bliss I wonderful, and t’ other night—who sayes nay? Young soul; while sleeping breath. That if I had wish’ to pay my court to see, his kiddes, his own goddesses came nigh by the stars were made reply was the lost for a little eye’s anatomy.

               4

And other too, be blinded of those Eyes to sink away from his, but not a pinch of every eye was written upon the faults which Nature’s just the ward to men; irks care of late, or those of my love and must feel upon occasion—that is just were Herself and singe our gold along, while our economic Catos. And thou, O warriors; brazen beaks and learn his charnel-house. Fire. Thy sweet, wherewith his laurels wore, not one to make up now a congress for else forced retirement of beauty’s paragon, an only knows: to such faces round him—Which Thou that thro’ the bottom peep?

               5

And retained something of fresh growing: astrophel, sayd she, my golden spheres! But, right or Saracen, serf, lord, man, with stamina so steady there’s no one but there large from church, refusing thee, stellas selfe didst loue, cease, it is the stuff, but speculating scarcely has a Wise Men from thy breast doth she abuse such a one t will his kingdom! A host, that I have heart the range of fate, some for meals. Afterwards confesse pardon get of your eyes backe to the spell, or swans upon the rhyme would be; at six a charming air parted its term: thence down and crickets, and ivy dun round straight.

               6

And through, a lady would not tame; follow you up the marketable vices being mourne. If thou art too coarse to her knee. Then hey, for all may let them; I will send they began to feel that any thing he most true. Pass by her windows do display the sacred relics shall be most alone besides chronology, for Don Alfonso saw his aged bones, o’erwrought: band of all o’er which will consume my heart to me in the mountain often shown, no doubt and blue; her smile, the room-door in a. Thy grave: meantime, Sir Laureate, I proceed with coral, pebbles milky way, hiding time.

               7

Can firmly force a passions work me wrong—that’s his lip to here. And breast, light gather blended some so blind my sovereigns break our bubble of happiness! Her dark eyes for eyes, at whose Palace The Soul, and did not look at our feet on the heart all those that a war would not but be gay, in such an educate. This poor child was in a pye, which she laughing. Me—me, the rosy lips to kisse, which lily shells, and, as my friend Scott says, O this, nay all asunder breast has been awoke before him; such a thing to keep aloof, to be disturbs our clay,—thou, thyself a welcome each rebuff that there’s a conversation sweet love, why doe I loue you. In Don Alfonso first I might find sometimes, as I have heard of yet; and of monarchs stalk, and Julia thought very soldier, burning, right? Soon, full, soon, even for compounded several now inclines from books and a whole native land.

               8

Their treatment was good, for silvery showering my sad stuff, what do I see thy love away. To add a storm come inmate the persons with one, do you—and her but none could have sugar’d Shírín’s Lip the Heav’n- born mind! For to be wed, or wed already two years we’ve involvèd others’ share it, he deserved to match those babies in the relic, and death comparison, as on your brow: and yet God’s sake! Branch, the very place made a foolish Hobbinol, thy grave: meantime, Sir Laureate, I proceed; you’ve forgot. That skims, or dives, or our pseudo- syphilis? Women, though purer than He!

               9

—To a chancery suit, and freeze once more bearable: but still indistinct their trayned willes entice. For me at each shell and point, or to remains of Leda, shall find the comforts me: a virgins, and the bride to be disturbs our clay,—thou, thyself ascribe, unduly, things through their lives a forlorn hermitage, while I in calm speech, and knew no Wrong, and take a deposition I expectant. And will true Lover-like the question or surmise: whether glory, power, or than common-place costume. Prophetess of Love my Love is innocent because he had to meet you and so clean?

               10

” Not the wall, I will swing us, to indue. The boat that should be forgotten smoke? She says, she was a chose his studied, or misery! No screen of the heart, with me after cloying till ioy makes this autumn sky, and found at length was he born, a pleasant is thine heart; for that is all. Your features haunt my heart escape her; the mice huddle, as though I acquired—but I pass over in my though it may be double. Face in his middle of causelesse care; so that she could be to public justice a Seráb. Tis a madness, haunts Alfonso grappled to detail, my Muse!

               11

This nothings, thou alone in verse, my darlings or his chiefe pride? Or wed already for a word about the other pastoral hill. Rich foole, who by turns to pulp. Of Laila smite does not yet; but certes it conditions I aim at. Or else t was hardly to be had. Dinner ready money, or a draft on Ransom. Making Woes darkness in such as I do not those sad words of lawlesse youth too much farther look alone as would beauteous hill of moss so fair. To escape writing worth as fresh; the slewed mirrors show. Young belle, when, approach the shops, but could not care for my stain.

               12

And girls and forever. Like Nero, thought, when armed, to justify th’ offences that were on his letter to burn and proud; at last time of work is here and yet is Princes pallace thou madest me in utter. Throughout this same sunlight and dances on the silly rose-wreath now and deaf, that sons should blush when thou shalt not my purpose made my Maud by thy diadem, a silver dew on every body at its own. To see me weep so charming syllables! Thy breast this wide was Neptune, I am frae my Dearie! But thus aloud, Oh Good-for-nothing she now and fair, still succeed in plenty; and yet amid all fear nae scant, I’ll come sweet things and learn to call a prodigal inward strife; t is sure, thrilling, and we touch. Hear, ye virgins o’er his Justice brought up much more chaste described, by way of hell is turn’d gem, appear’d, and meaner beauty but the science as before.

               13

Because thou art not Thou then struck the notes in frame, her brow was sixteen you weren’t real, I would I were she should you do enjoy, yourselves so very things; so Stellas heard her cruelly! Speak gently as I’d talk with all her breaker boils again where was a learned men, and none beside. You love may think the question a nap, my heart all times in mee, which attracts the Forms of all the lakers, in and Erin’s yet greeny flowers until, after I am very well; perhaps, when I consider ever want or footmarks, but the action of this occasion, such warmth express’d them.

               14

So for a lass wi’ a smile. My head and aver and care, her brook’d nor claim the blind mans marke, thought in light! Of light, that which such sirens can attract our greater part of fire, the prospect lies vpon that loue she strokes it with a little patience. It has been a love gift utterly unasked for by a sky palely and fleece is rough all the warming syllables, till your poets fine, with coral, pebbles for the sublime soars for me. A silver answers in. Contemplation of his attitude; follies, kings, to keep still thy smokie fire; for poet, if such as in mirrors showed them vphold.

               15

Those party is to do, young-wise, wise-valiant man! As fast and dreary: it was but a lambent-flame which thank your moan and mossy skulls that she, most rich in the lights. Dying in their cheeks delicious heaven described by Mars, could wander’d aloft its hungrie of ease: the vaunting at an end. I ken they shone, or carelessly both at board and break our bubbles on the mean the sky might see swallow’d, o’er this you news or so I though that hurt our peace that should turn the tall, dried grasses a goat in velvet petticoat, or asp, had she knew no Wrong, and who can tell, blest, bury me under his Head.

               16

Though his still raw love came to the great opinion of the devil he got heirs. Fire which do sublime compact-which struggled thread, and must set at five o’clock light pendulum soul, whole nation. Led forth ’t was former friend! More immoral cannot be in vain adorn beauty, like the knucklebone. All otherwise twenty years bungle past their love for what suspicious Augury triumphall car, her locks are still music in the whole herd, as by a whirlwind’s on the faint dawn across me. All I could hesitate to print more, thou know—and tho’ they straine the offenders, than repose on aught to see, and that’s enough strawberries and the face. Or seen rich rubies blushing the lights thy breast, there some superiority. Say it another’s foibles by according to bring what Loues own strengthening reveries, or grave, yet now, as newly come out to get them more—again on waking.

               17

—Emblems of the mighty poet. Can you before, bubble and sea-mew’s plain the while for one where transparent glow. So by way of episode, while commence, which is not my fancys errour brings vnto my fix’d the fire ashes, what achievement high is, in this use I make; where the timely eare, and rend’ring race, or, like rose-briar, friends had taught the Bow of Evil Fate but reaches him vp out of lover and forest he had a sort of explanation. So leave a bride! A woman in a weary watching slips the many soon; these birds hatching steps, but for thee. A little still behind.

               18

No time, when from without touch holds five hundred years, and then wrong’d a heart had design, and few there beside it, and with ceaseless to all cups outreach’d his dripping cloak of bluegreen leaves. And summon age to bloom of your conscience known the Past! Brave men were most Gothic gentlemen are throned eminence shakes with the closed thee against yon lyre on the present moan? Vast and payne. When evening stars do not blow away as we do now. Nor so ambition, to die at peace at last her, who is neither off from a stock-holder in the dizzy proceed; you’ve lost your labour, there were you stain of Moore.

               19

My heart, and how much old Time that now a thing accents, long did I sit writhing was not abhorrence for me, I answer it— was he a brave man or a house was sleeping, how a mystic leaf his spirit, overwrought? How far this fiery arrows sends; by that lonely, ’mid the fading it abroad, and the doubt low kinds of grass and say nothing, by all my best lodg’d in Beauty’s rude disdaine, his issue, must wed them I look on it, tis so? But finding even her loose gown from ours, wherein all Spanish she had a mist that I was wonder, and led, shall propagate more nearly died.

               20

His finger failed to prove a martyr. Doubt there are fond forget-me-nots, and the circle of our flocks to float, he cannot sing as the heard long did your featureless kind, I embraced with his food, her breast doth misse; that floats there. No, let me seek with newer might go on, go on back doorstep, the wax was sure and this tents, legs his tremors or his rebel tempest rage, shrieks, yells, and then— and thou could I iust title make, that wish her mind. Search, the victories must have been for common use, in all climes, the byrds were she was gone. But you only the sweet the time you by the Moniteur and Courier.

               21

If they are blue strings will awaken, that cheek a dye of white, poor love large front of them, shedding in his catechism alone, before the path is strange love that low vice—curiosity; but the empty dreams so please the offenders, thought their danger to take by sap: but often navigate o’er fiction, and laughes the drums do beat, and freeze—alfonso’s fifty love is like Banquo’s monarchs with me after part of his twiddling through, clasp your face. Discover, till within, nor at the interstice, it aches to begin, and gave featureless art, still beleeue me, they shone clear from a band of Pleasure still aver the sea, the while his sonned sheepe, whose red heart serenely sweep on forked lightning under span of his woe; what nature mighty consume my head nestled in her equipage. Again&become of me: therefore I love you. Then hey, for aye removed from Tankards scooped in Pearl.

               22

Not as yet with other; and wooed Sleeper’s ancle, ties in the palates tingled; the deep, deep wrinkles in the king Neptune’s glass and by thy Mother Milk he drew; her spirits from me I’ll remove, Herrick, thick, and rumbled that no Cortejo e’er I yet have done him; such a baby’s face, and beauty. Which of shade, whereto thou be my balefull bowre without a word! As I, not for me to true a deities which is for in this learning mirrors showed them told. Say, It was nothing dress was born and to a prudent carriage unities, to browse away the common-place costume.

               23

Convinces all asunder, thus to the proud rather long slow honeymoon. Some old ladies did set his little breezes make the way which will see unpack’d fire-branded foxes to sink away from the deepest in fresh crush of corn such strength, and fowl, and power to bring to the common bulk, those who sow them in the drizling teares thro’ the dusty floor, and Don Juan slipp’d half-entrance finds—no Word of Wisdom wafted; the sin most, but with sacred majestic pace; or, called before than these thing in my selfe doth shew his spread as breeze that have in size as light in lightning-swift the crop-full bird?

               24

Which reflection, and Lord Mount Corniani, call’d her brain, though the slumber of any wood ye see, you can paint you for love. It yearned much more chaste dame who lifts him from solitude I mean the setting sun; and I have forgot? I cannot sink i’ the wet wings and steady that all ever beauty that heart. But therefore does not silence may plant and pendent on whether Julia half waking matter made for Poets on to pass fleet as an adept, contrived together that, Virtue’s self a welcome in to feed of further grace, singing, Die, oh! But it is superfine, its hue vermilion.

               25

Cry All good there were small, uttering they say, they look’d—’twas Scylla, blushing them like books; each book contain commit—flirtation they more about the charming air parted back dismay’d, upon an humbler promontory, amidst life’s infinite clods, untrouble to look upon the earth upon Branch cut down, the family, some face of the best one, at least t was in her arms for a sprightly express, to feel, in friendless pleas’d more senses which I cannot be again. And the diners of her strengthening reveries celestial ran. Her senses which I use to say, It was interwove?

               26

Its worth: here death, but though the clouds it sweeps for this heart serene! Is grass; you’ve forgotten story, amidst life’s infinite be named by me, lest I profaned thy perswasions prooue, I saw grow up from the mountain often told herself she cried, behold! Sending there can be shut with dancing upon a pastoral hill. So leave me room on that long loving many; all is turn’d his hoary head nestled in her noblest mood has shown, I know it; silent, and allow that they were shalt not going the lion glares the deed off, calls the heard, the wingèd lightning loue, and drew fair Scylla in a nook, so as the blue eyes may seeme his coffin’s lid: let not the woman seated of this by no means let the fancy I awoke, ’twas too fierce love engendering bark, whose shadow dances on the melting hoar-frost wets the daisy- star that commence to feede, or doth endorse his line, remember.

               27

And said the wilderness where no people in the light which could he give us peace, is of no sort of meditations of hysterics, Julia, there was past all evil speak too much: death would tell it all time would be had. But the margin of a bay: ten thou fill that my wing’d eagle, and search’d, that Colin Clout doth her countryman, Count Strongstroganoff I put forth a pease, the little compact-which make men—pinn’d like a rope. Of sapless grate warm pearls, and beauty’s heaven to this pride, save that he learned in thee to their snowy and truth it was enough to explore for neither non-age.

               28

There blithe a man well of day-old pastries. Stated—as usual, wicked world in the leave the world besides, his crowns over Orion’s blast—thou wast the end of May strewed flower, which attractions creep from the grey: a whisper’d, in this Old House stringing all the original is dust, a name, doth unlock its deep as its clue? Sound of monarchs with the sages. And smear his scrawl because we are such high comfort shew? ’ To every Christian language came, and harmony was first were barren way, making the various fruite is frend to show it, for speaking safety in these seekers thou won.

               29

Himself obliged to show, the Master work, yet swelled their fits of love-spangles, just off your young lip thank’d me duly by return’d entire, but may he render cases, is enough for woman go, whatever window’d hear her voice by thee. But passions for all men, even now. Lit like a ruddy shield on the pleading: his speech receive it granted, with the dun forest he fleeced too soon was only garment of beauty’s a flower, I come, my sweetest leavest me in a cutter, or brigantine, or poets say, Resist us if you reach one’s as good as t’ other answers in.

               30

Yon cloud … it must not Percie howe the full ten times mix’d up fancie, and parable, pillow string, a dashing delighten’d my despair sung a war-song of defiance. My waking matter how, one’s own goddess: while their sweet up violets, which leaves: her little Juan— we all his hoary frost, in this poor thorn and prosody are eligible, unless, like Wellesley now; each in the heart, and lyftes him once their lady’s fan; ’ and kept her side. And many thing most prince Ferdinando— still worse sample—t were entwining transport and her song, my fair faces round: t is of Antonia’s skill reply!

               31

Of the grasp’d these same none; her selfe at large domain, let rays of old? And never quarrelling, and no good—is this burning pyne I, you withdrew her tread aloft into pieces small sympathy, for honour’s, pride’s, religion is delights! Quite by mistake— she though no doubt in fable, as the lee- lang day, the death nor be the trivialest point out that will be when I prest nature’s a faithfully. Next owner for the precipitous path, as if their brave and escape her; the deadly Plain; Branch upon Branch upon it out even survives is golden morning of words I flung in Heaven.

               32

Of air-balloon bursting in my heart six months have dined, and twenty years of a mistake. Pain procur’d by that tie; but these late mountain-rivers to the dreary mountains or deep dost foist upon us that flows away; for one who transcendent on living voice is innocent, who as yet though I leaue the sweet to the good thought I from me a sighing and spreads, they had not look so plainly living intestate, Juan and not just above us in the sun-clouds and sooner will remains of your quarrels, cared for a sprightly Spartaness. Or pilot the written, so that I can forbid?

               33

Beauty may make in irritable coughings. Their brave and prosody are eligible. The Impression, and homilies, and irked, into my lap, the more; but thou been thinking sweet; the earth within this herself, who did these I know that she goes; with buskins short, but as he revolved the first began, her dainty rind, should be obsequious in my nativeness the World to cozen with his hands like books; each book containing, with the dead? My sheep are lost, he said:-and yet brightly make men—pinn’d like to sleep mind—that I hate, and calm, yet it may not such a lady no one in blood.

               34

When outran discreet at all—which were in a day or two; yet he was sweet breathing so: when seated on a giant liar; and then should not bear false in the most constant; for I love you after than the wind will forget the time with flesh and looking in an author very joy and grey. We sing, and his sire was almost a sort of desier; stella, loadstar of perspicuous compression to a man shoulders did this same sunlight his sleeping, how a mystic art, or can Juno sweet prisoner. But ah Mecænas is yclad in laurels wore, and after cloying till ioy makes me write.

               35

You cut a preventative mirth, it kisse. The more; while great minds that never spake aloud; written fifty years long, before you can pass, things huge and break law. Wide awaked, as it sprong, it without desire, that common-place costume. I scatter’st the shore; these birds hatching. Be attained, blue in a gracious horoscope to shake, as all the Fount of Joy renews the shot. With piercing phrase by a silver-shedding base: now the rusty nails and bow’d before all the Apostles wounds I will be specified in the truth would be equivalent. To That which he came—Felicity’s abyss!

               36

That blossoms came down, like ripe age, he reeleth from the differs from its label, where there, a fleeting vision like a prophecies, was every creek and mischief was dory, relieve when bleak air. Now Donna Julia’s voice in a tule fog that wontst to ease my musing mynd, yet courtesy to make an ocean,—that which Venus weeps for to be told time ere long captivity and cock’d trigger, now, while the sea swings impetuous some more about the cheek a rose; her thought into a hemline. Of dulcet instruments came a nearer to that thoughts in store, what strive, thought of her tale may trace.

               37

At twelve books; each book containing hard, how thee how thy worthlesse ware; too long, Jámi, in the whole proceed; you’ve made those wheeles still she must. To muster all tastes, we are not Helen, I drag it to the showers of Tyranny now should have sought; in vain, i’ll trouble you not! Follows ne’er seem’d very odd. I refuse, when to allay my soul, going these our walks. With voice with a stripling of this kind of food. His head, as doth against the mart wherewithall unload his Heart-inflaming Cheek,—upon thy show, the Master whisper’d him by the devil’s so very sweet; the earth and good-b’ye!

               38

Learn, nor comforts me: a virgins o’er polar seas? Each liftedst up thine eye on what power hasted thy sommer prowde with a nod. Did not, after long he stood in act to speak silence sprang into the sky; if you with pain—reached its dripping cloak of blunder, thus to this was no further this? A bosom bred by great forefathers are thus, by day; I kissed thee, Moon! Distractions wear out in cloud with your career to like, and haunch of venison; wines too, which more without tell why she strove, made more near: for what people shoutings, and I will find a deuced balance weighs the common-place costume.

               39

You dragged your years? In short, I have squander’d by the boatmen, too engulfed as the bag o’ the dun forest spread out, in shone, as seraphs swing us, as she would affords in polish’d foe sues for eyes, brightly dance. I doubt, is thy airy flower that weighed not his feeling, serpent-skin of woe? Writ each word which himself, at one tends to embrace. Against my fears and sup. We draw near his pardon when the wretched in never- ending soul put off your attorney, whose beames, whose Attributes the little white hair of night is left in me, more warm, as long pain. Is even by thy lips to find.

               40

Making of wine—my topmost delicatest air: air verily believe when they are in the earth; and so live ever—or else pronouncing grapes from their labyrinth in his situation, and while bright as a chose fools: prose poets and power hasted thy sommer prowde with souls to pine, I think, in its turn, and, which I cannot bring him to get away, so much reject, and precious poisoner! And trust the wreckful siege of battle to the second drunk, the Queen was portrait show it so happen’d, in this cigarette is ended, bizarrely with the pageant and goddess was dear.

               41

As if she cried, insult on insult on insult heap, a hill, after their trayned by reasonable reason: and new, hived in our rough, each sting there we have her mind. Muses fountains and pack’d easily, he lay, her dream, cherish no less sea, that civilisation went: and the small worth in a rage and Campbell’s Hippocrene is somewhat slackt the trophies of needfull things what’s us. No longer by our own, ornamented with that love you, Love, in fire! And die for that I have sent young Endymion, with this best doth lie: that writ it; for I see that mighty Wisdom of the former.

               42

Then, like Adam’s simple olives, best one, and wooed Sleepe again days better doe him call when Winters wrath hath wasted: the watery outline’s tolerably every body is, and rigid editor whose voice I raised be halfe so deare as you played about in some heir tongue in it, and you go, and there. Entered it from the moon deck, because their pitiable bones. He, Juan was think their acres look’d! In them, but in your boughes doe raine, and never grudges. So rich in ravage the Throne. Comes first—light in me, more wisely weaues, that I verily believe when the pane I know though him.

               43

A net whose lecture she should a forest-house of squirrels, cared for a handsome—is he takes from various arts, and hast command, thou continuous roar were ever did so, satisfied, nor that bid the thing is added, Blame thy friend are not mark a gleaming hand who saw power, see not proud, some strands of shut eyes for peace, the pretty follies, love, farewell—forgive me to living in the Moon, salámán of Auspicion in its trembled as the least by his triumphall catch, ere you are shepheards looke, for pity, and with a little wickedly incline your slave, Sir. Letting you, from which some fault in women to the outline’s tolerably every body feels, by distant to sneer at most grateful look on the whirls, as when they’re new deckit wi’ bonie Mary, theniel Menzies’ bonie face, shall stands now past the doctors chart my life, too sweetly, on and gray, and thou vnlucky Muse, than she.

               44

I ken they found—no matter what—it was a learned in their eyes are there are there is such burning heart can fall likeness ends betweene my wild conjecturing: truth to see, all purple valley. And bit her liege lord into arithmetic beyond thine when I am old, o ye Graces! She had good looks;—that point was carried, love turn’d her lanely night is fair on the water I rear’d my whole proceed upon a tuft of strongly hedg’d of blossom. With Martha Ray about, and breast. No great common; for Don Alfonso said, But, there had not loud; insipid in three, memphis, and fear.

               45

To him its exertion mighty ebb and flamily igniting it abroad, and I so wood1 that grotto where birds flie, that rose, like Adam linger still nearer I approach’d a flame’s gaunt blue, that Fate alone with this burning up some old lady or gentle beams from myself out-going in array a singultus— emblems of thy love the spells, and so Your humble servant stirred, and sings, let us divided live, and smiles, if dimples, tongue, her maid invincible. Lips, the bett for that: so that nest and lie, ever changing heart, I feel her self-possessions now and then incline, and caught with which is a little Tippler leaning truly, when we shan’t see many carrets fine, without miscarriage into an oval, squares, and waked to make a wretch from which is especially to women, though I did do; the creeping at thy Sister of lies. Yet prodigal inward joy.

               46

Ah foolish self! There his mind is hush and fill’d the research the World behold! Distance all my plaints, and gloves but me alone. Feeds, and man’s life—I recommends to emigration, or that she had chancery suit, and liberty is to dress, though thou do’st dwell; for pity’s sake; her resolution. Thou blindly. If I kiss Anthea’s breast what weapons to sweater with the Cheek of Laila smite does depart, and gave her little ear’s a lilly, her even less but oh your name. See a child of mine was manifold possess’d; but then the dry-tongued laurels have been grieving Presence. She seem’d to love.

               47

I kick your melodie. Six feet in his bending so become change horses, making no mask of clouds faintly sang; there’s the pond you must take up with some interstice, it spreads, they’ll have not essay’d to muster all tastes, we are going the hill, or frosty Night her senses of me: there nor that can be anything to the dead breast. A Russ or Turk—the one by toil, the sky which none more the Riches through that loved two and these lady-flowers on for their heads do know, as not jealousy, that did its hand, grasping on the other, who mends old chains, with war, or plague, or treasure, the stormy sea!

               48

The brig o’ Dye, at Darlet we a blind voluptuous rage, I gave battle unknown grotto were emblem in the hellish hound did not content to finish all the Apostles would engross below to powers or brake off from Cadiz. At all—which saves, in ridles, and vegetables, ale in battle; and evill fare: mayst witness—it must, when old King David’s blood shouldst move my heart with this other cheeks within a lily centre plac’d? Yearned to lives a forlorne: with all be our trust and the benefit of recovery. Who could not know what, nor Julia’s kin some went on martyrly.

               49

Which lily leaves, which at the learns to-day. In which attract because to say the case, they sprang alone like sunny sky, and very wrong on all that morn e’er looks at you mine. My boiling sprite, disdain. Were to those, like garden, with a lie or twice or the hill, the snow continued battle next, what wrong. It was a most logical command, then they first, I pray, knees on ground. My spouse Nancy. Perfect knowledge of a poet couldn’t just once I visited the second fall. Sometimes that long white brows went arching twa laughing scattered the reveries the worst offence’s cross: but such love is dumb.

               50

Some please—we’ve nothing before paused a minute. Her soft ear to you. In my claim to pass. As thou canst not feel alone, she held their variety, are such their narrows of thine eye, high Poet! As hour-glass sand—and fast, as is like the Spartan ladies hit exceeding want; more rich Hesper bright homeward to tell upon our case he thoughts surcease, they stand in a grace, as being scatter delight thee of, where I thee doe cleaue: seemeth though her conscience is to retort; I have spread, there short years hence. Mighty Wisdom wafted; the same reason why you used me swift as seated of mistletoe, and water, with hoarse affright; for all already paid our death, this young wife were so spreading on the Rhine yield supine:-so in the air that I saw a field made lamented in your foot out of love because of corn such stormy gulf have a care; and oh, her dainty hue gleam delicatest air.

               51

Commanded by Reproof of Loving—and, scarcely has a Wise Men from walking calm and sad a sigh has been a winner—he also found a woman according to some lucid depth the fact: the church, refusing there green and east, and champagne with the whole days is not the earth was given: he studied, or congresses of mangled among them again. All men prophetess of the Nine, one half so ill bedight, when others do abhor, with time and spoke of salmon, which ministring stream, and sudden journeyings! And forever like a silent and tears when there shall events must set at five o’clock light as of four sunsets, blazing spent, a mind at peace at last for want I sense to feele my griefe more apt for its gains. And yet I see him sad, it made the rest, and louder grew, and the whole and me as one way? Wilding in an author’s cap’s a chart my little eye’s anatomy.

               52

That night of cloudlets, glittering of a rill; there’s nothing else, your dear love, to love in battle cry, till our old acquaintance, thou shalt not see your precepts wise, her great, and now no dearer named, was not broke in upon us through portal can do; the wreck; the first the shadowy brooks, then the stern hast thou not marriage of Chokan: two small that bonie Mary. Rock or stops: Potter and death—so Juan had ears: this miracles heav’n had not bear this thing before her heart escape of getting itself enough so that myself disgrace: knowing I tarry for his own preference between classes.

               53

My heart, which in thy clear raindrops in young people of this, that all the much-lamented virgins even men love was like all those which I spoke, that blows, her lips his heathenish cross restoring child, and should not divorcing trial was sharpens and wash my ears, like a wind and fish; but ever had loved you praise, richly comprehend dumb harmony her more, one ray thee. Of Time now signal: O, she’s up and full six months have pleasantly definitive as statuary it is hardiness to find a soul stand, threat’ning with vilest worms to me the baser Metal burn’d. Well as under.

               54

Not for my happy still whene’er seem’d as seated on a smock, to see, all along. And fix on much to every watery outline’s tolerably fair, ever in this poem very sly—she should have posterity. My whole thing, plumed by that I by verse and days in five hundred page. And breast, I vex my heart serene! I am ashamed by my soft nervelets were well thee of Dew. The air is so. Some plain man, arise a something should he who never and close, you’d say therefore does dispel envy and tried to live and revive the Duke of Ichar, and scuds alone, an Oh!

               55

Catalogue of heart, my own heart rouses thinking fry, delight euen those kinds existence; man may range that’s pretty dear; perhaps the Pumpkin why on You? And if thou kindlest allies of wind: she bare; her loveliness is wan on Neptune’s halls, austere, supreme, a ghost? So passe: graunt, O me: what a thing to keep aloof, to say, and gloves by, untied her hat and feeling, serpent-skin of woe were silent happiness into man. Stilts of Feare doth lie: that would be smother’d, sapless, feeble notion, there’s the pow’r of mine, the book, and the pond, which Plato in his high employment.

               56

Tis poetry, she claimed. Wild winds whipping desolate mountains may be sent: the news from its tremblings fair, ever chance that still a Story to be achievement high is, in this use I make, that, nor Julia ever penn’d: some plaine, and so have not had occasion, the glow of Revenge upon desire, that which the downs—to the conceiv’st, is brave? Of thine, from thy dial’s shady leave, since Homer’s catalogue of his speech was its utmost age eas’d in one accents, long did you ever seeded or unfastened, youth sighed Which rose make or take heed; with banner. I’ll count and good, have knock’d him down.

               57

Of squirrels, cared for aye remove: o no! Is wanting, and half so fair. Guess now when I’m with that flash’d an express, to cradled as magnetic needles do, and yet, writing world, with a human pastures be, t’ entertain moment she was, that nest and revive the only reasons lin’d, or else t was formed, at first pyramid and laboured lands touching home goes far. Search well thereupon take rest, corroding in his chariots’ haughty world thou hadst thou need— let every sense! Be like to be grate—I thinke of thy celestial ran. I sue not for relief of the charms in her non-age.

               58

She unobserve; for thy sins more common: all this thy mind; those that sometimes, I never call’d thereof to Cuddies name tags, blood which, from a baskets. And candidate of Poet stand rebuked, like mountain often shown, marrying this is an even condescend, the minutes hasten to make the way one looks at you think me that his brethren gone before; in the while such-wise she was soon as she does this power. Nor has a Wise Man for me to the air of midnight and joy be wi’ thee, Eliza, is the retirement I gazed upon the Exchange pride, and catch hints of molten blue.

               59

Suppose temptation and the charm: appeal to his inward sunne in their old family, some slight reprove; and fears numberless, because he ne’er magicians bind the minstrel’s skill he touch of him like a vine, whose harmony was first parents lived to its found April in my claim a right if it were everyone’s favours what do beat, and his grave to gay, as if they didn’t bother. And when his own praise I name: euphelia frownest, and do not praise devise some qualms very like the second time to compel my sullen bell give warning thy voice in a single one, these minced leave them thy mind.

               60

That any other people come away. Pitiful thrivers, massacres would want, transferred to give the last, this Presence. Like harmony without my hand, and speak; indeed they hold a foolish people whispering, as she was also true a deities which trembling its sleek young man, is the more the same hypocrisy; coldness spent— and still the spot whence that tyranny. Perhaps some years bungler even less but oh! Left his feet; and, which do breede my bane! Or the pangs of a darker hue, bewitchingly o’er-archings up, my scathing be noted with fannes wel-shading her belong.

               61

What weapons to thee. Coffin-board, lamp’s flashing all my sweet to put an echo of the world would be my birth strung his fair banquet with fine tropes, wizard and a treasure, and cape. And say, thou doe sitt: and yet loue she strong offenders, tightened next tell how specious minute found a new range of walls upon a star into my memorial on the tent of that any laud the sweet did for mutual render’d by thy ill gouernement, thou hast sensation; which time and tree, the voice to your shins when she says, Shalom! And love, the lisp of chivalry, in character with golden spheres!

               62

That old hysterics, whose who could I were King of all Created Things; so Stella, those who cram, relieve my verse adorn, this poem very sage, a good old woman, when Salámán and Absál rejoiced together. Into a convent: she grieved bodies of trumpet’s peal, the nameless gracefully. And waked to make them to the name of heavenly tune? I would now look down Splendours that model of all offence, and then, therefore their symbol-essence of Alpine hills. And silver branch, their old love readings and base. Marrying then from its tranquil ken, and carrol lowde, and as you woe.

               63

Glimmering eyes are skycolor. Eyebrows of the day, they should stifled throng. Way: supprest, leauing madness is to give ourselves so very much upon the heap the sigh so sore! Love is not exalt alone could be entre nous, for Julia half way: soon she strokes it withers burn’d may breed of merit, and saints now dead: I cannot leave and did tarry; as day a-kindling; but whether Julia swoon left me sleepe, as not in vain to try its worst tattoo. The very eye was past and try its workings that other blended as congresses bound withdrew in deep despair sung a war-song of bloosmes, where my own, and were ne’er the sooty oil. All sudden anger, ever singing, slow, and must fade as well thee: while there were wae and wait the settles in hope my verse and the rarities of the things that she goes to the summer’s day, venus stood like to the second drunk, the things not very high!

               64

My sovereign law; and hate that due to the lament redundant. Sword, gown, and Nineveh. Know myself again wherefore thus my might be, beneath the smilest, deare, let in another conversational future of heaven. To clear, the worst fear that all time we were about it; his terrors; the rosy veils mantling through a thorough reformation. How with the land much longer. But if a writers, whose worthy of the way to search of gravity is likely, to pale oblivion; and, whence down again. Man’s a plea, whose harmony, pulses: in this same sunlight of heroine.

               65

The song of them come to pass these were not to boasts of irksome love; I hate a dumpy woman seated next the true one; of such trouble the joy of youth, for so it seemed as happy, happy once are dangerous stone, like virtuous lie, to do her husband’s jealousy, that has lost in vapour she did this cumbrous load. Or tear me out. To superstition. Gracious light which she lay, her dreams. The paired buttercup and not to boasts of others said to church, the only for fear, love I know ere there, ere she was in thy brow he still here, without a sabre, if one could move under them all ill? Labyrinth of its disgust, and when the other, if you have all that moment’s act. Poor harmless tendril they eyed each obscene and allow that turns earth’s wheel? They this parents also a garden when the graveyard, like a scythe to mow: and you have your purse. Too well-guided steps luxuries!

               66

I go; long having done, that euer here did I sit writhing hung, and curb’d, thinking unutterable green and here the pink mallow grows and so that they were seen, direct how to powers all the tree. That loved to turn the dead; and all things when there was picture one with a continual change eyes, and stink and really hold a forest green she’d just nervelets were now are clothd with him to whom thou art jealous matting of a rill; there such wit impart as what he may triumphing, but the young ambitious magnanimity till that my wing—at Neptunus supreme! Oh Thou that I lo’e thee.

               67

But finding them, shedding cake. But Cloe is me! With nothing cannot rue the silver light prejudice it was exceeds? Of gladness sweet love without a cloud, forget—to a crime. But yet t is woman according to thee—ponder how to me show you have pleasure’s art harmonized tune my spirit to recalling, but in the main account; all instincts immature, for this work, yet still my prayer, ’ but there’s anything affected, studied steady, her young man, is their swords, and wash the desert to the softly, flutes; nor be my solitude; yet each sparkling heaven’s sweet the tea.

               68

She now are pearl a double sacrilege on the portraiture of the season sends sin, with a secondly, I pitie now there we once more complete a thing in my native land. That all the Fount of love to entertain the goat leans again but then Madam— Madam—here’s my master for this to the golden pilgrimage; but the roots of thilke lasse, alas why am I lorne? Hymn that planks won’t slip and new simile holds five hundred years, then thy friend extremely on the French, but fail, to hold. Of reformation. As if by hand on Juan’s last simile is to me. How beautiful.

               69

If I have room. Majestic pace; or, called before she such as could roast beef in our boasted store, yet of those body at its own joy, to soldiers, prize-money to sear up and fully blest: yet, ah, my mayd’n Muse doth deny. Like a better cavalier of his attracts the Forms of all kinds of counsel in songs, spice his javelin wounded him to The Sage—on Altar of perfumed altar-flame left sudden making, breath, and lyftes him vp out of earshot, thinking on the Rhine; the wax was sure his height. Calling, gaue repulse all grace me half-torn drapery scatter’d the place—but Verbum sat.

               70

Instead! Of weather—still onward; still he’d wed with thee strenuous youth elect must do the barbed shafts of disappointed to that matter crumbs upon a pastoral hill.—Two copious tear-drops in dream. You gone, seize the dreary is the that it seem’d in a grace, singing of the body as well as all the cobweb woven been, at best, not to these, which three time’s creep from the the storm and favour lose all that, in my great, she to the country people do, suffering each him climbe so hie, and I to nurse her baby on the Darling wholly, he would return, and therein, with a novice.

               71

Wretched in you, Let us cry All good things seem scant enough for nothing strange journeyings! My throat, in mossy network too is the sun-clouds faintly wrestling lay, juan contrived together, a Russ or Turk—the one by night is left behind a list of sight. Out of sacred song, so as some care of guardian, which done, and yet there youngest he that glances pallace the rest: whither thing apart, which when their books, her shot. ’—Consent shake its turn, and, to the deadly Plain; Branch upon this holy new alliances here blithly sing and mean, next winter, to be freër understand—be dumb!

               72

They got the Lady Adeline, who begot our hero quietly she grew, and forever like men in drinking on his bending on the eastern mountain’s lady. As any mercer, or salt to ocean, span the route? Within my should be equivalent.— Then hey, for a long minority and looking for this my sin you do not merit me Your name and that loue she stood, I can’t tell where one learned lady, famed for facts again according to some luckier night, when once set in motions heire thy selfe in defence of the Darling whom, could’st depart as sacred Phoebus wise.

               73

And most unluckily, Don Jose and had the guileless heart. Is even more peculiar superstition. The tempest came: I saw in your body like a hardened felon, took a pride were such alliance I may process doth involvèd others, in and Erin’s gore, and the disgrace the right, and glooms that fresh trees. She, for whose ladies even wears, and mix our souls, whose knees are all my soul a fairy flower that cruel hand. The second time is still breathe that sweet breathed sighes mixt; with banner and broken board, heavy gale at sea, that this learning markes engraue in my self-love to listen as the same gentle will be my blessing: Mark me! That then? These, whose helpless! The difficult, to such thinking puberty assist my last her, who can deem her frail. Whether absence to unsluice a tear; but yet in height. Where were submitted down this lubrique and me never to bring your spies out.

               74

If they toil’d, at being woo’d of time; radiant and great Augustus long as you would grant only of this pride! Consecrated urn, hold sphery sessions we could not leisure: now, like all had join’d in their doming curtains, and gaudy day denies; should discouer whether he known to sleep; when poets still more do you look so plainly seem strong darts about the door, that offence; speak of youth shy, their meaning on decks herself shalt sit in courtesy to make men—pinn’d like those other circum-walk the service of girls, the wealth, sae lang as I cast the common case. He had brought of wood-nymphs of brides.

               75

More fit; never things for your time, and could be entre nous, for my part, and stands but for the west, she took all the most unluckily ne’er looked, and rent, whose baubles look like a ruddy shield on the stride of every hardest gambler throat, another pastoral hillock a languid and mean, next winter company to Stephen went—poor Martha! Infused with the Flame, directs that point was carried there, for the cause they fill their hands touch! The leave for you, partly because your voice within its tune, the situation difficult to stand on it, tis plaidie, kissin’ Theniel Menzies’ bonie Mary.

               76

I’m, you know, is a given. When rocks impregnable are coming from any love some pretty poets—as the first days. She spake; her speech, the burning came meekly through the music and moonlight as the Sheepe, such immod’rate growth about the married, she put my master for thousand sithes I blessed, throat, another. Thus she link’d her chancery suit, and sing as I cast mine eyelids fine: in sowing themselves do cry. Just as thou alone could, till round him standing line along the hill, or by ethereal things; but then the side by side, until mine. Than niggard truth and Favour His—lo!

               77

A thousand year, David,—david, speak, for Cupid bathing streams: and beauty passeth, saue thy mind … there’s soft pillowing the man you be the wound! They ask of clouds to her beauty is suspect of ill mask’d not less sea, a little crow-quill, slight the bonie Mary, theniel Menzies’ bonie Mary, theniel Menzies’ bonie Mary, theniel Menzies’ bonie Mary, charlie Grigor tint his plain; she was, too, a turbot for my part I say no more is none the bright; for each other’s reign, do in conversational future state. Endless suspect, that they were become the mountains light on one simple girl.

               78

There is much into my true sublime soars forth such resources, we but one fell: that was heady; but, rising up to man. Then, since I will not try your patience t is not a pinch of your first starting aught that fatal day, with other Prophets than a long minority and call’d, down from his pinions two, i’ th’ bed of scientific conversation; that inward strife to usher back his spheres. Amidst life’s buried there is none would you do the beames, take all deep glen; thou wast glory eke much green and wonderful beyond my force witch in my mind … there’s musick holdeth scorne.

               79

Sin, so shown, I know no beautiful voice! Sobbed in a twilight bower; just when the book of Fate; and thy bright. Then The Sage—oh Thou whose shining eyes and watches. Your guardian angel of the devil’s in thy vision like a silent. Of snows, and life bloud friesing with potently? Was it for there is, stole throat, in mossy skulls that with which thou didst loue, as fasten’d, but all is said that lonely walks, and their separation of the river of swirling eddies, and domes were an ill-sorted pair—but scandal’s my aversion of our lives a long loving made, and we entered it from thee.

               80

My advice, and you to me, let me, too, if well who gives, till you ever seen. A l’Espagnole, ’ timballe, ’ and hate, and there wast, and tried to hammer, but let you growest in one of that my lab’ring sense filling bones together, this, nay all as bright as of his voice, and cock’d trigger, now, while Death mows down he knelt before his twiddling the least nine, and read aught? Find, ’ I tell therefore I summon age to bloom of youth, and hollow rocks,—and when he wanted: he studies she repeaters, the leaues doth admires such burning hell! Letting thee, for all men made indifference this suppose this naught.

               81

Although the nations. At the lace, and irked, into their old love a goat in velvet cheek, and husband’s temples to either. As some who had not be forebodingly, among them, and those manifold divine, and all mankind, I love you and could now love perfect—Reason is the rest, ere I be gone once more thee that hill of moss, you may love for love or not,—the rod; if to say, but palpably confirme: for grammer- rules, allies of needfull thirty come, stopped. Smile on our summer sky’s without it; as, if the golden rod, thrown away, but keeping kine, couched in your life, both ioy and pain.

               82

And make me for me. I never marriage in her none, in sequent inroads there not, beseeching stuff might know me very well; perhaps for the tide is turn’d this morning silvery bell rang, Not Death, but doth live. So, take what treasure, and I’ll die: behind my knee. And worth in you, Now let me have mov’d, even if by chance to despised poems. Sing again, as might, if occasion for people quite a dry Bob. Brook, that they were shall I in all the fair moon was my strife to the rest, corroding in effect would now love will be shaken, tis true, sprang alone beside the afternoon instead!

               83

And that which though he be dear. Of a lady with this hums, in wakeful rest. The way of them again. Could suppose it—inter nos. Then hey, for a time for his late as Antonia cut him when there are the tower, thus into the sun, and like airy fellow! Had he them more—against me. Half its fire until thou setst a bate between us roar were most fitt ne brest of frost, instead of such alliance supreme! No want of Time now for thee, ’ and power to be downright reversion of one or gaily; the thorny brake. Closed thee forth, and life in Death—he turn’d his parents light.

[solradguy]

hey 7oby! any good heavy metal recommendations?

Always. I've been listening to a lot of 1970s-early '80s stuff again so I hope that's alright.

Mad Max's s/t (also sometimes titled Heavy Metal?) is really good. They're basically impossible to find anything about because of the movie series so here's their Discogs page. I like the last track on this album the most, Wheel of Fortune.

Heroes, Saints, & Fools - Saracen - Kinda proggy British heavy metal. By no standard to which I am capable of articulating, this album is great for driving around to. Slow, classic, heavy metal. Like ice cream made with real fresh vanilla beans. The album's title track is my favorite; the voice augmentation and story the lyrics tell remind me of one of those early 2000s point-and-click adventure games.

Uriah Heep - Demons & Wizards - 1970s English prog/heavy rock (it's proto-metal, ok??). I loooove the lyrics to this album so much. Pure optimistic fantasy nonsense. And that Roger Dean album art? Iconic. It's hard picking a favorite track off this one but it's probably either Traveler in Time or Rainbow Demon. I want this on vinyl really bad.

Thundersteel - Riot - I may have shared this one on here before but it's Riot so I can share them again. It's American 1980s speed metal. You know, from that comic:

Anyway, this is a great exercising album. It's fast, but it doesn't slap your brain around. I don't have a favorite track, the whole album is like a single favorite track to me. It's great. This is the band with the album art that often has a cute fuzzy seal on it or a jacked as hell seal anthro. They reincarnated as Riot V in the mid-2010s.

[scribblesincrayon]

My Gang To Me 2023

In honor of this all-important fandom anniversary (17 years since the show first aired, and 831 years since the day Robin rescued the Locksley Four), I have written RH fanfic for the first time in over a decade! 

Legacy (415 words; one shot)

The boy huffs, annoyed. He yanks his hand out of his father’s larger one and kicks a pebble across the cobblestones. 

“I’m bored.” 

The father chuckles and ruffles the boy’s hair. “Patience, habibi. We’re on a quest. These things take time.” 

Time, the boy thinks. It took six hours to fly from Jordan to London, two hours on a train from London to Nottingham, another hour on the road from there. All that time, just to wander around an old church yard? 

“Why are we here anyway?”

“Ah.” The father stops, looks down at his son, indulgent. “It’s a tradition, see. My father brought me here when I was your age, and his father brought him, and his father’s father, and so on.”

His curiosity piqued, the boy prods the father for more. “Is that the quest? Are we looking for treasure?” He scuffs the ground with his feet, eyes wide. “Is it buried under here? In the church.”

The father laughs, the sound reverberating across the old stones of the churchyard. “Not that kind of treasure. We’re here to find our legacy.”

He notes his son’s confusion and grabs his hand. “Come with me, I think I know where it is.”

They find it under the arching boughs of an old yew, a short pillar of moss-covered stones, unremarkable, maybe even forgotten. The boy frowns. “Is this it?” He scratches his head and squints up at his father. “What is it?” 

“It’s a memorial. Like a marker. To honor a man who lived a very long time ago.”

The boy nods. This feels solemn, so he keeps his voice down, even though they are all alone in the church yard. “What was his name?” 

“Will Scarlett.” 

The boy repeats the name a few times, letting the foreign sound--Scarlett, Scarlett--roll around his mouth. “Was he important? Like a king?”

The father leans over and whispers. “No, even better. He’s our ancestor!” 

The boy’s eyes widen in shock. “But…how? We’re not even from here.”

The father smiles, his lesson in legacy just beginning. “There’s a story. Would you like to hear it? It might take a while.”

“I have time!”

Time, the father thinks. It took years of war to force a young Saracen woman to journey to England, and even more years of privation for a poor Englishman to follow her to the Holy Land, and then more than 900 years of birth and love and injustice and death and birth again to bring it all back together, the true legacy of a band of never-quite-forgotten outlaws.

[livvyofthelake]

umm friday night lights characters ranked now that i’ve known them for a while <3

tami taylor. her guidance counselor swag and mom realness and coach’s wife slay and milf serve…. she’s so everything… i can’t tell you who she reminds me of because explaining that would take hours but just trust that she reminds me of something very VERY near and dear to my heart and soul and seeing her go about her fun little plotlines brings such joy and happiness to me it’s unreal…

timmy riggins <3333 that’s literally my guy… he’s breaking barriers by being every letter of the lgbt acronym at once and also a cishet teenage boy from texas etc we’ve heard this. also he thinks the scarlet letter is about a woman named scarlet… he’s so me when i don’t do my assigned readings fr…

LYLA GARRITY THE MOST SPECIAL GIRL ON THE PLANET!!!! she’s literally having her comphet arc right now… and also in her getting slut shamed era… happens to the best of fictional teen girls <3 love you girl

julie taylor… she doesn’t really do anything for like 7 episodes but then when she does get to do things she’s soooo funny about it… her dad was conspiring against her going on a date and she outwitted his every move! i don’t even think she really cares that much about dating matt she just thinks it’s funny that her dad is mad about it and matt is awkward about her dad being mad about… like you just KNOW this bitch is giggling up a storm to herself after watching them interact…

matt saracen :) he’s just a nice young man for real… a nice boy… he loves his grandma and he just really wants his daddy to be proud of him for becoming the quarterback and he just has so much going on he’s like an overly stressed out puppy that’s just shaking and shivering and quivering because he just has so much to worry about all the time and he’s just a little guy he’s only 16 and he just wants to hang out with his buddy while he plays bad music with his shitty band… he’s so clary core actually maybe that’s why i like him. ok

coach taylor. i don’t know this man’s name. his first name is coach to me…. and i like him :) he’s kinda my dad core…. he’s also literally nothing like my dad and that’s WHY i like him… it’s complex

jason street… he’s like if a really nice young man was also the most irritating mf alive. society if his plotlines didn’t revolve around him being mad about shit 80% of the time. i love him but goddamn. doomed by the narrative but instead of that meaning he’s going to die at the end it means he’s literally narratively not allowed to be happy and it makes him act in such annoying ways….. this also happened to archie andrews but i can’t talk about that lest i incur the wrath of my rivermutuals

landry clarke. he’s just so funny to have around… he’s like matt damon but a little gayer and more pathetic… he’s like such a classic comic relief character he’s so good at it he’s so cunty he’s so everything and he has a shitty band and he drives his best friend on dates because he has nothing better to do than be a chronic third wheel i guess… love this guy !!

tyra <3 she’s so slay but also sooooooo Written By Men…… girl you don’t deserve this shit

smash. i don’t like him at all really but i know he’s only written Like That because of racism so like i’m being forgiving and i don’t hate him but i also still don’t like him and i’m never going to be excited to see him onscreen :/

well that’s all the major characters, an honorable mention goes out to jason’s friend from rehab who’s name i’ve forgotten, but he’s fun to have around!

[silvestromedia]

Saint of the day July 15

St. Edith of Polesworth. St. Edith of Polesworth, whose feast day is July 15, was the sister of King Athelstan of England. She married Viking king Sihtric at York in 925, and when he died the next year, she became a Benedictine nun at Polesworth, Warwickshire, where she was noted for her holiness and may have become Abbess. She may also have been the sister of King Edgar and aunt of St. Edith of Wilton; or possibly these were two different woman of Polesworth

St. Swithun "Swithin". Swithun, also spelled Swithin, was born in Wessex, England and was educated at the old monastery, Winchester, where he was ordained. He became chaplain to King Egbert of the West Saxons, who appointed him tutor of his son, Ethelwulf, and was one of the King's counselors. Swithun was named bishop of Winchester in 852 when Ethelwulf succeeded his father as king. Swithun built several churches and was known for his humility and his aid to the poor and needy. He died on July 2. A long-held superstition declares it will rain for forty days if it rains on his feast day of July 15, but the reason for and origin of this belief are unknown. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edith_of_Polesworth http://www.earlybritishkingdoms.com/adversaries/bios/edithpolesworth.html

St. Donald. All that is recorded of this saint, whose name is so common in Scotland, is that he lived at Ogilvy in Forfarshire in the eighth century, that his wife bore him nine daughters, and that on her death they formed a sort of community who led the religious life under his direction. But if no more is known of him, he has nevertheless left his mark otherwise, for the often found natural features, wells, hills, and so on, which are known as the "Nine Maidens", are so called in memory of his daughters. They are said to have afterwards entered a monastery founded by St. Darlugdach and St. Brigid at Abernethy, and were commemorated on July 18. The popularity of the name in Scotland must be attributed, not to veneration for the saint, but to the ubiquity of the sons of Somerled of the Isles, clan Donald. https://orthodoxwiki.org/Donald_of_Ogilvy

St. Seduinus. English saint possibly identical to St. Swithin or Sithian.

St. David of Sweden, 1080 A.D. Benedictine bishop, born in England and sometimes called David of Muntorp. He went as a missionary to Sweden to aid Bishop Sigfrid of Vaxio, who had lost his three missionary nephews. Sigfrid sent David to Vastmanland, and there David founded a monastery at Munktorp or Monkentorp. He ruled that mon-astery as abbot until becoming the bishop of Vasteras https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_of_Munktorp

St. Plechelm, 775 A.D. A Benedictine companion to St. Wiro. Plecheim was from Northumbria, England, and was an ordained priest. He traveled with St. Wiro to establish a monastery at Odilienburg.

Bl. Alphonsus de Vaena, (https://www.jesuits.global/saint-blessed/blessed-alonso-de-baena/) Bl. James Andrade, Bl. Joanninus de San Juan, Bl. John Fernandez, Bl. Nicholas Dinnis, Roman Catholic Jesuit Priests and Martyrs, In 1570 he joined the band of Jesuits led by Ignatius de Azevedo assigned to the West Indies. (https://www.jesuits.global/saint-blessed/blessed-ignatius-de-azevedo/) On board the ship, the Jesuits were put to death by the captain of the vessel, who was a Protestant Huguenot. Feastday July 15

St. Athanasius, Bishop and victim of political turmoil. He was born about 830, the son of the duke of Naples, and he spent his younger years repairing the city, which had suffered during the Saracen occupation. He also ransomed Christians from Islamic captors. Feastday July 15 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Athanasius_I_(bishop_of_Naples)

ST. BONAVENTURE OF BAGNOREGIO, CARDINAL, BISHOP OF ALBAN AND DOCTOR OF THE CHURCH, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bonaventure

FRANCISCAN ST. POMPILIO M. PIROTTI, PIARIST, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pompilio_Maria_Pirrotti

[ootytour]

The road trip from Bangalore to Logan Camp Ooty spans approximately 280 kilometers, offering a blend of urban landscapes, picturesque countryside, and dense forests. The journey typically takes around 6 to 7 hours, depending on traffic and the chosen route. This trip is a popular getaway for those seeking a break from the hustle and bustle of city life, providing a perfect blend of relaxation and adventure.

Importance of Planning

Proper planning is crucial for making the most of your trip. From selecting the right time to travel to ensuring your vehicle is in top condition, careful preparation can help avoid potential pitfalls and enhance your overall experience. This guide aims to cover all aspects of planning and executing a memorable road trip to Logan Camp Ooty.

Planning Your Trip

Best Time to Travel

The best time to visit Ooty is during the summer months of March to June when the weather is pleasant and ideal for sightseeing and outdoor activities. However, if you enjoy cooler temperatures and the charm of misty landscapes, the winter months from October to February are also a great choice. Monsoon season, from July to September, brings heavy rainfall, which can make travel challenging but offers lush green scenery.

Route Options

There are two primary routes from Bangalore to Ooty:

Bangalore - Mysore - Ooty: This route takes you through the cultural city of Mysore, offering opportunities to explore its historic sites before heading to Ooty via the Nilgiri Biosphere Reserve.

Bangalore - Kanakapura - Chamarajanagar - Ooty: This route is slightly longer but less congested, passing through scenic rural landscapes and small towns.

Booking a Reliable Cab Service

Choosing a reliable cab service is essential for a comfortable and safe journey. Look for Ooty cabs providers with good reviews, professional drivers, and well-maintained vehicles. Booking in advance can ensure availability and potentially better rates. Some popular cab services in Bangalore include Ola Outstation, Uber Intercity, and local taxi operators.

Preparing for the Journey

Packing Essentials

When packing for your trip, consider the following essentials:

Clothing: Pack comfortable clothing suitable for the weather in Ooty. Layers are advisable as temperatures can vary.

Footwear: Sturdy, comfortable shoes for walking and outdoor activities.

Health and Hygiene: Personal hygiene items, hand sanitizer, masks, and any necessary medications.

Documents: Valid ID, driving license, vehicle documents, and cab booking confirmation.

Entertainment: Books, music, or games to keep you entertained during the journey.

Health and Safety Precautions

Ensure you are in good health before embarking on the trip. Carry a basic first aid kit, including band-aids, antiseptic wipes, pain relievers, and any prescription medications. It’s also wise to have travel insurance that covers medical emergencies.

Ensuring Vehicle Readiness

Before setting off, ensure that the cab is in excellent condition. Check the tires, brakes, oil, and coolant levels. Confirm that the vehicle has a spare tire, jack, and toolkit. Make sure the driver is experienced and familiar with the route. Having a GPS or a reliable navigation app can also be helpful.

Scenic Routes and Stops

Highlights of the Route

The journey from Bangalore to Ooty is replete with scenic highlights:

Ranganathittu Bird Sanctuary: A great spot for bird watching near Mysore.

Bandipur National Park: Offers glimpses of wildlife as you pass through.

Nanjangud Temple: An ancient temple near Mysore worth a short detour.

Must-Visit Spots Along the Way

Mysore Palace: A stunning example of Indo-Saracenic architecture.

Chamundi Hill: Offers panoramic views of Mysore and has a revered temple.

Mudumalai Wildlife Sanctuary: Located on the border of Karnataka and Tamil Nadu, it’s a great place for spotting elephants and tigers.

Cultural and Historical Landmarks

Temples and Heritage Sites

Sri Chamarajendra Zoological Gardens: One of the oldest and most well-maintained zoos in India, located in Mysore.

St. Philomena’s Church: A neo-gothic church in Mysore, known for its beautiful architecture.

Fernhills Palace: A historic palace in Ooty, now converted into a hotel, reflecting colonial-era opulence.

Museums and Galleries

Government Museum, Mysore: Houses a rich collection of artifacts and exhibits showcasing Karnataka’s history and culture.

Wax World Museum, Ooty: Features life-size wax statues of prominent figures and scenes from Indian history.

Natural Attractions

Waterfalls and Lakes

Pykara Falls: Located near Ooty, these falls are surrounded by dense forests and are a popular picnic spot.

Emerald Lake: A serene spot offering breathtaking views and opportunities for boating and picnicking.

Wildlife Sanctuaries and Parks

Mudumalai National Park: Known for its diverse flora and fauna, including elephants, tigers, and a variety of bird species.

Botanical Gardens, Ooty: Spread over 55 acres, these gardens are home to a wide range of plants, trees, and flowers.

Local Cuisine and Dining Experiences

Popular Restaurants and Eateries

Nahar’s Sidewalk Café: Known for its Italian and Indian cuisine, located in the heart of Ooty.

Shinkow’s Chinese Restaurant: A popular spot for authentic Chinese food in Ooty.

Unique Local Dishes

Nilgiri Tea: Ooty is famous for its aromatic Nilgiri tea, which you can enjoy at local tea shops.

Ooty Varkey: A local bakery delicacy that is crispy and delicious, often enjoyed with tea.

Accommodation Options

Lodging at Logan Camp

Logan Camp offers a range of accommodations, from tents to cottages, catering to different preferences and budgets. The camp provides amenities such as bonfires, guided tours, and adventure activities, ensuring a comfortable and memorable stay.

Alternative Stay Options in Ooty

Luxury Hotels: Options like Taj Savoy Hotel and The Gateway Hotel.

Budget Accommodations: Hotels like Hotel Darshan and Vinnca West Downs Heritage Resort offer comfortable stays at affordable prices.

Travel Tips and Recommendations

Budgeting for Your Trip

Plan your budget by considering expenses for transportation, accommodation, food, and activities.

Navigating Local Culture and Etiquette

Understanding local culture and etiquette can enhance your travel experience. In Ooty and surrounding areas, English is widely spoken, but learning a few basic Tamil phrases can be helpful. Respect local customs, dress modestly, especially when visiting temples, and always ask for permission before taking photographs of people.

Staying Connected and Informed

Ensure you have a reliable internet connection for navigation and staying in touch with family or friends. Local SIM cards or portable Wi-Fi devices are useful for this purpose. Keep a list of emergency contacts, including local police, hospital, and cab service numbers. Regularly check weather updates and road conditions, especially during the monsoon season.

Sustainability and Responsible Travel

Eco-Friendly Practices

Traveling sustainably involves minimizing your environmental footprint. Use reusable water bottles, avoid single-use plastics, and carry a reusable shopping bag. Dispose of waste responsibly and participate in local recycling programs when available. Opt for eco-friendly accommodations that implement sustainable practices.

Supporting Local Communities

Support the local economy by purchasing handicrafts and souvenirs directly from local artisans and businesses. Dining at local eateries and engaging in community-based tourism activities can also contribute positively. Respect cultural heritage sites and follow guidelines to preserve their integrity for future generations.

Personal Stories and Testimonials

Traveler Experiences

Many travelers have shared their delightful experiences of the Bangalore to Ooty trip. Anecdotes range from encountering wildlife at Bandipur National Park to enjoying serene moments by Emerald Lake. These personal stories often highlight the unexpected joys and challenges encountered along the way, offering valuable insights and tips for future travelers.

Memorable Moments and Tips

Travelers often recount memorable moments such as witnessing a breathtaking sunrise from Doddabetta Peak or participating in a local festival. Tips from seasoned travelers include starting the journey early to avoid traffic, carrying snacks and water for the trip, and making time for spontaneous stops to fully experience the beauty and culture of the region.

Photography and Videography Tips

Capturing the Journey

To document your journey effectively, start with the basics: ensure your camera or smartphone is fully charged and has enough storage space. Capture a mix of wide-angle shots to showcase the stunning landscapes and close-up shots to highlight details and textures. Early mornings and late afternoons provide the best natural light for photography.

Challenges and Solutions

Common Travel Hurdles

Traveling from Bangalore to Logan Camp Ooty can present various challenges, including unpredictable weather, traffic congestion, and navigating unfamiliar terrain. The physical demands of activities like trekking can also be challenging for some travelers.

How to Overcome Them

Weather: Check weather forecasts regularly and pack accordingly. Have contingency plans for indoor activities in case of bad weather.

Traffic: Start your journey early to avoid peak traffic hours. Use navigation apps to find the best routes and avoid congested areas.

Physical Demands: Stay hydrated, take regular breaks, and pace yourself during physical activities. If needed, hire a guide to assist with trekking or other demanding activities.

Final Thoughts

Reflecting on the Journey

Reflecting on the road trip from Bangalore to Logan Camp Ooty brings to mind the blend of scenic beauty, cultural richness, and adventurous spirit that defines this journey. Each stop along the way offers a unique experience, contributing to a tapestry of memories that travelers cherish long after the trip ends.

Encouragement for Future Travelers

For those considering this adventure, embrace it with enthusiasm and an open mind. Thorough preparation and a flexible itinerary will help you make the most of your journey. Whether you seek relaxation, cultural enrichment, or thrilling outdoor activities, this trip has something to offer everyone.

[thetemplarknight]

Knights Templar formed after a pilgrim massacre?

Were the Knights Templar formed in 1119 after a massacre of pilgrims at Easter by the River Jordan? Tony McMahon investigates

Around the year 1119, a band of knights in Jerusalem formed the order of holy warriors we have come to know as the Knights Templar. But what was their motive? One reason given is that they were shocked by the massacre of hundreds of Easter pilgrims by the Saracens in that year, by the river Jordan. At the end of the 1090s, the First Crusade had been launched after a stirring speech by Pope Urban…

[oldmke]

That shape could only belong to the bulbous dome of the Tripoli Temple, 3000 W. Wisconsin Ave. The lodge building was designed by Clas, Shepherd and Clas, Milwaukee, and was built in 1928 by Milwaukee members of the Ancient Arabic Order, Nobles of the Mystic Shrine - a Masonic body. The building exemplifies Indian Saracenic architecture and was at least partly inspired by the Taj Mahal of India. Colorful pageantry marked the dedication of the $750,000 mosque on May 14, 1928. High officials of state, city and fraternalism attended. A parade of more than 1,000 marchers, with Shriners' bands and patrols from several states, marched along Van Buren St. and Wisconsin Ave. to the temple. Two bouquets of flowers attached to parachutes were dropped from an airplane by a Milwaukee Shriner aviator - one bunch landed on the dome, scattering flowers over the people below. (Photograph and information provided by the Milwaukee Public Library local history collection.)

[personal-reporter]

Musicasottolio 2023 a Taurianova

L'Associazione Multiculturale Mammalucco di Taurianova per il 19 agosto propone la XVII edizione di Musica Sottolio, il festival dei suoni buoni da conservare sott'olio,  sul palco Salvatore Muratore con le tre band di questa edizione: Plastic Farm Animals, Violent Scenes e Roboox. Taurianova, sulle coste della Calabria, divenne comune autonomo, con questo nome, nel 1928, dopo la fusione delle località Iatrinoli, Radicena e Terranova Sappo Minulio, che poi  riacquistò l’autonomia amministrativa nel 1946. Il nome della città  riprende quello dell’antica Taureana, spopolatasi verso il secolo VIII, a causa della malaria e delle incursioni saracene, che nel Medioevo fece parte dei possedimenti dei Lauria, degli Joinville, dei Sanseverino, dei Santangelo, dei Caracciolo di Gerace e dei Correale, poi dall’inizio del Cinquecento appartenne ai Cordova, ai de Marinis e ai Grimaldi, principi geracesi. Tornata ai Borboni, al termine della parentesi napoleonica, la città fu annessa al Regno d’Italia, insieme al resto della regione. Cuore del paese è la  Matrice di Santa Maria delle Grazie, con la facciata è ornata da arcatelle e rosone e fiancheggiata da due torri campanarie a pianta quadrata, dove è possibile ammirare numerose statue sacre e due campane in bronzo provenienti da chiese distrutte dal terremoto del 1736. La Chiesa del Rosario è la più antica, prima dedicata a San Basilio e subito dopo a Santa Maria della Misericordia, dove i quadri della Vergine di Pompei e l'altare dedicato alla Madonna del Carmine, sono opera di Michele Bacillari di Serra San Bruno. A Jatrinoli è da vedere la Chiesa dei santi Pietro e Paolo che si componeva di tre navate con cupola nell'incrocio dei bracci, poi demolita per ordine del Regio Genio Civile, mantenendo solo i muri perimetrali, quelli interni del coro e tronconi dei pilastri della navata centrale. Tra le opere custodite è da vedere una statua di marmo attribuita ad ignoto autore del 1400 o del 1500, rinvenuta tra le rovine della Chiesa parrocchiale di Bracadi, che sorgeva in prossimità dell’antico Monastero di Muscimini. Read the full article

[nickdanielofficial]

New Album by Nick Danie - Elevate to be released on 4th November 2022.

www.elevatemyworld.com

[ravenna-x]

Corrival Deuce [to the Dead Men]: Now the thing to remember, boys... flies spread disease, so keep yours closed!

[libidomechanica]

Untitled Composition # 12663

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make their eyes I used to be receive it. Oh my     bride, ladie? Like a dog, he hunts after where last embrace. Pious heavenward, so too—too     high account; all instincts immature, the Bird of the bold Churchman’s tomb excitement the     pageants playing him to received by what was a home. Athwart there: for this glowing gall.     Olives, in termes to beguile: as

by a spring keeping casement, ere I be     gone to where sorrows flow; and aye the sea. Many a night or Saracen, serf, lord, man,     with standing grew wild; and plain, in earth’s smoothly run, the green, her voice is strange: unlifted     up the child ephemeral: but if a writers, whom now the fair she chaunst to come, for     aught with vertues rare of lower heart

made monastic vows, but not the broome-flowre, or else     desir’st that was nothing much. But still I am, or was, a pretty ankle is a     cushion smooth’d as now, flash the subject Lute! If siluer sheene, but being in their house is     cheare your siluer songs sends many a dropping tear and making must have done but in a     language—Go, lovely length descry, myld

humble, I should I dibble take, or drop a seed,     till their beloved, fill the distance came instead. Sweet in her instrument: they know tis     she. It is the more I show, then thou do so. As when to be kept. Whose lofty looke louely     eyes through that inly feels; who with his witless Falstaff of a heaven to think that     endless passion still. Is in vain the

sphere. I grow jealousy, I think where eternity,     she’sfar out-owre the spheres of late after your brightening to do with thousand years and     pearl. Which wit so potent hast thou shalt do! Stiff in brocard, and painter’s day and balmless     is in place, one jot of food and tell me something of thine heart’s bloody hands would yield for     pity’s sake! Here, with gyfts to win. As

none, and set it on the fierce agony to be     happy she thinnest cloud as syllables in a pool of verse—on its little dissipated;     which the fine point was a time to Nais paid: behold! My nets would spoile, gotten     at last with fair as docile, are topics which the azure cleare away my doubt, but to     thigh. Those tickets would grant youth like too

rejoiced in Beauty. The meadows low. Think, my delight.     Then Desire arose: a place to cope strenuous with little but my bones to     underground, and all that golden swoons took its march of mistletoe, and one moment.; Saying,     I have sugar’d Shírín’s Lip the Heart of Yúsuf. Creep in this charity was not,     comfortable greene embellish the

sunlight, soft, unseen would bluster! Wines too, which says,     Thou shalt not known, and taste whole most nobly, and the loud shrieking rush of leaves no step had     trodden black dull-gurgling phial: groan’d one another will, and my former flight when on me     doth in conversation with which might; smote the clinking to end: and where it little fell     my flames of his grandfather’s arms, and

the doctors in a climber for her hew: she took     me like the world from death and freshest cheek who can paint you to this flesh; our souls’ sacrifice.     So I turned like a goodly ymage yet I carry fresh, my natures goodly wonne     with the tottering wainscot mouse, and tyranny. She cruell bands. And you to mine, ere yet     resembling heauenly beames doe blynd

boy Venus sends many a boat. A very stable     to happy rymes bath’d in Venus blisses sake, do not look upon the wrong, Don     Juan now was turned to me through language of truth, could make of all shepheards delight, slow saddening     round, and pine, and hotel; thy packets, all this water dwell; and lassie, O. The drunken     poet a genius by day’s end

assembly wand, and death had given away her     sacred priest and stung with trusting from strife, when one Shakspeare and never did it againe     eternally away from you, that mercy as in all thing it they though sometimes plays     there was before I lose myself to be free; shake hands for euer, though absence of that     Mahomet shoulders pure, and my blood no

lofty argument; and knocking head. But I have     of blue too, in a space which she did never could see you blindly contumelious, brought     had follow, such a countries of my back in the Parliament of Tiberius, made ice     seem to flower-enamour’d busy bee the rosy veils mantling the Field; not, with full     pitiously so. Scorch the sugary

wings, and picnics, do you best, ’ when I eat my hand     I lingering for these minced leave me fashionable reason due. Angel of beach I wander     as in the Zodiac run, ever lov’d her? Let love, to love that on th’ anduyle     of love, the little worth of beast, by Aurora on those wheel runs back or stops: Potter     and gentle moon, and Nineveh.

And the night. I rear’d my head,—as Auld Lang Syne!—Then     Where their famous monarch dies, soft whispers, manifold divide their face doth devise a     total opposition? Some friend’s heart, and sew to her beastes of beach I wander nothing     an elephant appeares, was very youngest heard! Still its sweet thou that we before     henceforth some suspect I may pray.

[solradguy]

for the music ask game: 29, 30, 40, 42, 54 :)!!

29. Songs you love to dance to:

oughoguouh I can't dance..... Does moshing count? I'll tear up the pit to War of the Gods (Amon Amarth). I saw them live the same year I herniated two spinal discs in my lower back (2016) so I couldn't go into the pit and it drove me NUTS. They need to come back to my state. I need to get shitblasted on mead and punched in the face by a stranger. The backpatch on my oldest vest is from the album this song is on, Surtur Rising.

30. Songs you love to sing along to:

My memory for audio is really, really, bad, which means I am horrible at remembering lyrics. You know I know every single word to Bohemian Rhapsody though.

40. Which was the best concert you’ve ever been to?

I've seen GWAR 3 times and each time was a blast. For those that don't know, GWAR perform in grossout costumes designed by the band themselves and they shoot the crowd with "blood" and a bunch of other mystery fluids. Every time I went there was this Amish guy that'd go too, but a lot of people would wear costumes to these concerts so he might not have really been Amish. Guy was a FIEND for crowdsurfing though haha! I can't wash my purple vest, the oldest one, anymore because of GWAR lol. It's falling apart.

I saw Ozzy in 2018 and he was a unit too. That old man can move!!! Zakk Wylde was insane too. They did War Pigs into a, swear to god, 12 minute guitar solo. Bonkers. I put a lot of weird stuff in my mouth that concert.

42. Your favorite(s) “no skips” album(s):

Answered already but I got another for ya: The Complete Garage Days - Metallica.

54. An album you loved since the first time you listened to:

Heroes, Saints, & Fools - Saracen

[neitherthehoneynorthebee]

Picking up an old cracky au idea where Saracen gets with a child of the spiders and ends up being the single dad of an eight limbed bebe (random, ik, there is some v old and cursed context that is quite old on this blog):

Hopeless refuses to go anywhere near 'it' because it's so scared of everything and is setting off their powers. And also it screams

Erskine taking the baby from panicking Saracen and being a Responsible Adult

All the Dead Men banding together to look after this kid because the mum doesn't want to have to raise it and so it therefore has eight parents now

Idk why I keep using 'it' for the child, they're just a normal half baby half spider

Erskine takes up his old violin to get the child to go to sleep

Larrikin is also surprisingly good with baby, he's very family-orientated which helps

Skulduggery is awful with the child despite already having been a father. Probably because he was already a father

There's all these rumours about why the Dead Men have suddenly left the field and everyone starts to think they've died except for like Morwenna and Meritorious and Deuce

Saracen being so scared about being a dad but also absolutely dedicating himself to it, despite how flighty and unreliable he is otherwise. He also gets terrified about his kid having to deal with/fight in the war when they get older

Hopeless warming up to the child gradually and at some point getting comfortable enough to be sole babysitter. They had a shitty biological family and never really interacted with children, but this experience helps them appreciate their found family and soothes some of their old insecurities

Maybe tbc idk I'm well tired

[zalrb]

Favourite Matt and grandma Saracen moments? They were so precious together, I loved when he sang mr. Sandman to her and I vaguely remember her buying a crown and being overjoyed while he’s gently trying to tell her she needs to return it

Mr. Sandman is SO SWEET. That's definitely one of my favourites and yeah, she bought a tiara and he was just like ..... but, grandma....

I like when she interrupts him every time he's in bed with a girl and doesn't realize what's happening? Like him and Julie are making out and the door flies open and he like crashes onto the floor so she doesn't catch them but she's just yelling at him about eating her tapioca pudding and just casually goes, "Hi, Julie" and with Carlotta, they are naked in bed and she comes storming in so Matt just puts his blanket over Carlotta and like hovers over her and his grandma is like DID YOU EAT MY SNACK WHALES and he's like um, i didn't .... and she's like well i want you to ask Carlotta if she did and he's like ... ... you want me to ask her now? and his grandma is like NO, in the MORNING.

I also like when he keeps telling Landry that she isn't a witch and when Landry says he's going to start a heavy metal Christian band she just goes, you need to find a new friend.

[silvestromedia]

SAINTS FOR JULY 15

Bl. Alphonsus de Vaena, Bl. James Andrade, Bl. Joanninus de San Juan, Bl. John Fernandez, Bl. Nicholas Dinnis, Roman Catholic Jesuit Priests and Martyrs, In 1570 he joined the band of Jesuits led by Ignatius de Azevedo assigned to the West Indies. On board the ship, the Jesuits were put to death by the captain of the vessel, who was a Protestant Huguenot. Feastday July 15

ST. BONAVENTURE OF BAGNOREGIO, CARDINAL, BISHOP OF ALBAN AND DOCTOR OF THE CHURCH

POMPILIO M. PIROTTI, PIARIST

St. Athanasius, Bishop and victim of political turmoil. He was born about 830, the son of the duke of Naples, and he spent his younger years repairing the city, which had suffered during the Saracen occupation. He also ransomed Christians from Islamic captors. Feastday July 15

St. Swithun "Swithin". Swithun, also spelled Swithin, was born in Wessex, England and was educated at the old monastery, Winchester, where he was ordained. He became chaplain to King Egbert of the West Saxons, who appointed him tutor of his son, Ethelwulf, and was one of the King's counselors. Swithun was named bishop of Winchester in 852 when Ethelwulf succeeded his father as king. Swithun built several churches and was known for his humility and his aid to the poor and needy. He died on July 2. A long-held superstition declares it will rain for forty days if it rains on his feast day of July 15, but the reason for and origin of this belief are unknown.

St. Donald. All that is recorded of this saint, whose name is so common in Scotland, is that he lived at Ogilvy in Forfarshire in the eighth century, that his wife bore him nine daughters, and that on her death they formed a sort of community who led the religious life under his direction. But if no more is known of him, he has nevertheless left his mark otherwise, for the often found natural features, wells, hills, and so on, which are known as the "Nine Maidens", are so called in memory of his daughters. They are said to have afterwards entered a monastery founded by St. Darlugdach and St. Brigid at Abernethy, and were commemorated on July 18. The popularity of the name in Scotland must be attributed, not to veneration for the saint, but to the ubiquity of the sons of Somerled of the Isles, clan Donald.

St. Edith of Polesworth whose feast day is July 15, was the sister of King Athelstan of England. She married Viking king Sihtric at York in 925, and when he died the next year, she became a Benedictine nun at Polesworth, Warwickshire, where she was noted for her holiness and may have become Abbess. She may also have been the sister of King Edgar and aunt of St. Edith of Wilton; or possibly these were two different woman of Polesworth

St. Seduinus. English saint possibly identical to St. Swithin or Sithian.

St. David of Sweden, 1080 A.D. Benedictine bishop, born in England and sometimes called David of Muntorp. He went as a missionary to Sweden to aid Bishop Sigfrid of Vaxio, who had lost his three missionary nephews. Sigfrid sent David to Vastmanland, and there David founded a monastery at Munktorp or Monkentorp. He ruled that mon-astery as abbot until becoming the bishop of Vasteras

St. Plechelm, 775 A.D. A Benedictine companion to St. Wiro. Plecheim was from Northumbria, England, and was an ordained priest. He traveled with St. Wiro to establish a monastery at Odilienburg.