text:
The walking dead it was just horrible and I'm not talking about survival instinct.
talk to me people :)
Ugh.That's all I'm gunna even say.
Turok for the PS3.
Randomly spawning soldiers and dinosaurs, things that randomly pop up from behind trees or walls (that you were able to clearly look around before approaching), single-player play that feels like it was designed for people that obsessively play multiplayer FPSs (enemies killing you within a brief moment of seeing you in areas where you can hardly hit them, head shots in tight environments being a requirement for the highest difficulties), obnoxious loading, terrible AI (either tweaked completely against you or done in silly ways), stealth that barely works from time to time, colors that suddenly flash in and out of effect, the occasional terrible checkpoint location, etc.
I also greatly disliked Lost Planet 1. But, that may be because I wasn't playing it right? Many of the giant bugs took far too long to kill, making many of the bosses incredibly mundane, and the occasional bland textures and uninteresting environments reminded me of Devil May Cry 2.
The Menacer for the Sega Genesis was probably a bad idea. I also shouldn't have bought SFIII Third Strike since I never planned to play it with others due to not liking the 6 action buttons or the parry system with the incredibly awkward learning curve..
Quick! Stop! Run! Jump! LEAP!(currently marathoning Batman: The Animated Series)
Ivy the Kiwi. Not worth it, definitely.
Recently, Payday 2 on PC. Friend was lauding it, watched him play some and it looked good. When I got it, game felt pretty dull and monotonous, and didnt help that I was being dropped from almost every game if one person left, thus nullifying any progress as I got no xp or cash.
I also regret getting (Did not bought it. Got it for free from some cereal box, I think)
Tomb Raider: Angel of Darkness
Enough said.
Bought Wet for PS3 a couple years ago at full price and immediately regretted it. This game sucks so bad IMO.
Homefront, I rage SOOOOOOO bad at that game because the storyline was rather stupid. That was the only game that has made me rage out so bad that I send my cat and bf into hiding because I threaten to throw my controller at the tv >.<
I GOT TO HUG KEANU REEVES IN BAD BATCH!! a piece of my life has been completed
Remember Me The game looked fun at E3 but was so linear. I love Uncharted and that is linear but this way hand holding too much
magicite852 wrote:
Star Fox Adventures. As a young whipper snapper I enjoyed the living hell out of Star Fox on the SNES. I even made my own headset out of things around the house. When Star Fox 64 came out I was a little disappointed but still loved the game. So when I heard a new Star Fox was coming out for the Gamecube I was excited... in till I put that POS in the console. I lost my innocence that day.
My loli complex grows stronger by the day.
Duke. Nukem. Forever.
.... true, it was like $5 (steam sales <3) but still, It'd been better to melt down five dollars in quarters, cast a bullet out of them, and shoot myself in the head. It IS that bad.
Watching Gintama cuz too lazy to do work.
White Knight Chronicles 2
That's not to say it was a "bad" game (though it certainly wasn't spectacular), but seeing as I bought it almost exclusively for online play and that D3 shut down its servers 11-13 months after release? It may be safe to say I regret it, but only for the issues with the publisher. Level 5 and its fans deserved better than that, especially considering how they tried to gouge players for every little customizable thing on PSN! (...though the gouging may have been Level 5 and not D3, I don't know where that money went)
Lost Planet 3...... why did I even buy this?
Active on Line now, feel free to add
shymexican10 wrote:
The walking dead it was just horrible and I'm not talking about survival instinct.
Clearly you are insane. The game was much better than the TV show.
Halo 4 and Gears of War Judgement
Halo 4 was a good game just not a good Halo game. The campaign was amazing and fit the Halo style but the multiplayer... no one asked for Call of Halo.
Judgement just sucked ass.
I feel sorry for those of you who bought any COD after WaW


text:
Browse other items in the Rachel collection from Morris Home in the Dayton, Cincinnati, Columbus, Ohio area.
Sculptured with comfort and chic in mind, this sofa sleeper will compliment any living room. The decorative wood block feet flair inward creating a modern look. Friends and family will feel the luxury of a 1.8 density foam cushion. The sofa sleeper will easily turn from a bountiful couch to a bed with Supreme-Comport™ technology and mattress. Two fashionable 18" accent pillows come with to add to the overall room aura.
The Rachel Modern La-Z-Boy® queen sleeper sofa with flared wood block feet by La-Z-Boy from Morris Home. We proudly serve the Dayton, Cincinnati, Columbus, Ohio area. Product availability may vary. Contact us for the most current availability on this product.
Create a guest room in minutes right in your living room with a sofa fitted with a sleeper mattress. A sleeper mattress allows you to convert your sofa to a bed for your friends or family members to use when staying overnight in your home while saving space when you don't need it. Invite guests to sleep in your home instead of making other arrangements allowing you to make family holidays or reunions with friends more fun.
This multi-layer cushion features zoned support for the areas of the body that need it most. A softer foam core in the front of the cushion relieves pressure on your knees. Firmer, high-resiliency foam in the back of the seat reduces your sofa's sagging feel. A premium cushion with optimal firmness and lasting comfort. Upgrade to ComfortCore® GEL cushions to add two types of memory foam to your cuhsion, one infused with cooling gel to help reduce the uncomfortable heat that builds up when you sit for a long time.
Leather match is an industry term that denotes different qualities of material used on different parts of an upholstered piece. Helping make the piece more affordable, top grain leather is used on the parts of the chair or sofa that touch your body, while a lower quality split-grain leather or color-matched vinyl is used on the back and sides. This is very common, especially for reclining furniture, and it doesn't change the sophisticated look of your leather upholstery.
Choose the fabric or leather that best fits your fashion sense and lifestyle from our stunning selection of 900 choices. Performance fabrics and soft, yet tough, performance leathers are ideal for active families with small children or pets. Leathers are either recycled Renew™ leather or genuine top-grain leathers colored and processed to have the best look and feel.
As you sit for hours, cushions can start to wear and flatten. With fully upholstered seat cushions you can rotate them any which way to make sure the best side is always facing up. Flip the cushion over or move it if its starting to look squashed or deflated.
Comfortable doesn't have to look sloppy. Semi-attached seat back cushions mean that pillows are sewn onto the sofa back giving you the look of loose pillows without the slouch. This eliminates the need for constant rearrangement of pillows and keeps your living room looking great.
Sculptured with comfort and chic in mind, this collection will compliment any living room. The decorative wood block feet flair inward creating a modern look. Friends and family will feel the luxury of a 1.8 density foam cushion. Fashionable 18" accent pillows come with to add to the overall room aura. This collection adds tranquility and grace to your living room without sacrificing comfort.
The Rachel collection is a great option if you are looking for Casual furniture in the Dayton, Cincinnati, Columbus, Ohio area.
These images are representative of this group as a whole and may differ from this item.
This item has been tagged as: Sleeper Sofa, Sleeper Couch, Sofa with a Hide-A-Bed, Queen Sleeper Sofa, Full Size Sleeper Sofa, Sofa Bed, Love Seat Sleeper, Hide-A-Bed, Futon, Futon Sofa Sleepers, Convertible Sofa, Couch with Sleeper, Pull – Out Sofa, Couch That Becomes a Bed, Sofa Beds, Futon That Opens Into A Bed
Morris Home operates four stores in Ohio and one in Kentucky and prides themselves on being the areas best choice for living room furniture, dining room furniture, bedroom furniture, accent furniture, entertainment furniture, home office furniture, kids furniture, outdoor furniture, and mattresses. Morris' Centerville, OH furniture store, Dayton, OH furniture store, Springdale, OH furniture store, and Columbus, OH furniture store provide furniture shoppers from Cincinnati, Columbus, Sharonville, Kettering, Bevercreek, Huber Heights, and Hamilton, OH a top of the line shopping experience when looking for living room, dining room, bedroom, entertainment, accent, home office and kids furniture.
Errors on Our Site: Prices and availability of products and services are subject to change without notice. Errors will be corrected where discovered, and Morris Furniture Co., Inc reserves the right to revoke any stated offer and to correct any errors, inaccuracies or omissions including after an order has been submitted and whether or not the order has been confirmed. If you are not fully satisfied with your purchase, you may return it in accordance with our Return Policy.
We have taken great care to provide you with information that is accurate and useful. Please notify us if you find an error, and we will do our best to correct it. We endeavor to list complete and accurate web data as possible. However, due to the sheer quantity of information, complex computer integration, human error and the automated nature of the web, web content may sometimes be inadvertently erroneous. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause and ask that you contact us directly or visit our stores to confirm information about pricing, color, features, dimensions, availability and special order lead times.
Ensure Your Happiness: Please note that some website picture are for illustration purposes only and may vary from actual items available in our showroom. We recommend visiting our showroom prior to purchase to ensure that the fabric, color, and finish meet your expectations.
Nothing on this page may be copied or reproduced without explicit permission.
Drag anItem Here

subset: commoncrawl


text:
What makes individuals attractive and why do we have the preferences that we do? Effective indicators of sexual attractiveness must be an honest reflection of an individual's health and reproductive potential and as such, must be linked at the molecular level to the key fitness parameters that they represent. However, very few studies have identified specific molecular relationships that link attractive traits to the pathways that influence reproductive fitness. Our preliminary data establish that: (i) both aging and the insulin signaling pathway modulate the production of specific chemical pheromones in Drosophila (a.ka., cuticular hydrocarbons) through transcriptional regulation of key enzymes involved in hydrocarbon synthesis, (ii) that these changes cause alterations in animal sexual attractiveness, and (iii) mechanisms underlying these effects may also involve a second nutrient-sensing pathway, the TOR pathway. Based on these data, we hypothesize that certain attractive traits may represent conspicuous extensions of molecular pathways that are critical for determining fitness. We will test this hypothesis by dissecting the immediate molecular links between insulin signaling and TOR activity, pheromone composition, reproductive function, and sexual attractiveness in Drosophila. We will also investigate the impact of these links on genetic variation in natural populations. This work is important because an understanding of molecular links leading from genotype to attractiveness, and the selective forces acting on them, would open the door for a more detailed analysis of the evolution of mate choice and provide insight into mechanisms underlying the physiological constraints that drive trait evolution. Our approach is innovative because it combines targeted genetic manipulations with measures of behavior to identify molecular underpinnings of links between mate quality, nutrient-sensing, and sexual attractiveness. We will then ask whether these mechanisms can also account for natural variation. In other words, we will be able to assess the extent to which what we discover in the lab is relevant in the field. Our research will further our understanding of two important nutrient sensing pathways that are implicated in many human illnesses, including cancer, diabetes and heart disease. Furthermore, these studies may reveal molecular signatures of metabolic pathways that can be used as indicators in early diagnosis of disease, and they may foreshadow the development of accurate and cheap early detection of disease by chemosensory methods.
Studies have shown that organisms respond to cues that indicate metabolic and disease pathway activity in their potential mates or rivals, but the molecular basis for the connection between individual cues and pathway activity is unknown. Here we focus on the influence that two major evolutionarily conserved and medically-important nutrient sensing molecular pathways (insulin signaling and TOR) have on sexual attractiveness in a simple model system, Drosophila melanogaster. Our findings will help us to better understand the coevolution of individual condition and sexual attractiveness and may reveal molecular signatures of misregulated insulin/TOR pathways, which could be used as indicators in early diagnosis of many diseases, such as diabetes and heart disease.
|Promislow, Daniel E L; Kaeberlein, Matt (2014) Development. Chemical warfare in the battle of the sexes. Science 343:491-2
|Gendron, Christi M; Kuo, Tsung-Han; Harvanek, Zachary M et al. (2014) Drosophila life span and physiology are modulated by sexual perception and reward. Science 343:544-8


text:
Watch the Pistol Annies Reunite (Again) at a Miranda Lambert Concert
Once again, the Pistol Annies got back together, at least briefly, to perform at one of Miranda Lambert's tour stops.
Once again, the Pistol Annies got back together, at least briefly, to perform at one of Miranda Lambert's tour stops.
A list of the best country songs about pot.
Pistol Annies fans will be glad to know that the trio is missing each other just as much as their fans are missing them. Ashley Monore says that the musical reunion of herself, Miranda Lambert and Angaleena Presley is "definitely brewing."
Fans at Miranda Lambert's 2015 Roadside Bars and Pink Guitars Tour stop in Augusta, Ga., on Friday night (Oct. 2) got quite the surprise: a Pistol Annies reunion!
Angaleena Presley is finally speaking out about the future of the Pistol Annies, the trio that also includes Miranda Lambert and Ashley Monroe. Unfortunately, for the group's fans, it may not be good news.
Ashley Monroe is heading back out on the road, after canceling several shows due to a serious kidney infection.
Ashley Monroe has canceled a run of live performances due to an emergency health situation.
In preparation for her upcoming solo release, Angaleena Presley is set to hit the road with the Indigo Girls for select dates this summer.
Angaleena Presley has revealed the details for her upcoming solo album.
Pistol Annie's Angaleena Presley has announced plans to release her own solo album this fall. The songstress will release her new set of tunes, which she is producing, on Slate Creek Records.


text:
Picture by Emilia Dziubak
I love books. Love to feel them, hold them, smell them. Love big books and small books. Love red, blue, and orange books. They have been an important part of my life since I was two and they were wonderfully read to me. You'll find lots of information about books here: lists, new releases, authors, give-a-ways and challenges. I also am a spiritual person so sometimes I will post a prayer or a quote. I'll also have articles on mental health and diabetic awareness. My main focus, though, will be books. Lots and lots of books.
My Current Mood is: Some depression and anxiety.
I am Currently Reading: The Valiant Women by Jeanne Williams and Martha: A Novel by Diana Wallis Taylor.
Music I am Currently Listening to: Majestic by Kari Jobe.
Audio Book I am Currently Listening to: Frequency; Tune In. Hear God by Robert Morris.
I am Currently Watching: Little House on the Prairie, Season Three
Most Recent Post: The August 2016 New Releases are now posted and a book review of Unstuffed by Ruth Soukup.
Today's Thought/Scripture: .
Psalm 23:2,3


text:
Do you want to make Ohio.com your homepage?
By Mary Beth Breckenridge
Beacon Journal home writer
This August 2012 file photo shows the massive copper-leaf European beech tree on the property at Perkins Stone Mansion. The tree is believed to be about 180-years-old and is located on the Copley Road side of the property. (Paul Tople/Akron Beacon Journal)
Wendy Hagen rides her tricycle alongside an empty swimming pool on the Perkins Stone Mansion grounds in the late 1950s. The pool was later filled in. (Photo courtesy Wendy Hagen)
Wendy Hagen is photographed next to a snowman that welcomed visitors to Perkins Stone Mansion in the early 1960's. (Photo courtesy Wendy Hagen)
John and Phyllis Hagen pose on the front porch steps of Perkins Stone Mansion in an undated photo. The Hagens were caretakers of the mansion in its early days as a museum. (Photo courtesy Wendy Hagen)
In this file photo, workers trimming the aging copper beech tree at Perkins Stone Mansion found this sweet surprise: a 57-year-old love note carved high on the trunk. The sentiment, J.T. loves P.C. 55, was found about 40 feet off the ground - exactly where it would have been carved all those years ago, city arborist Bill Hahn said.
Click here to read or leave a comment(s) on this story.
On Mother's Day 2009, I buried two placentas in my front garden, my 12-year-old son crashed my car, and my fourth child was conceived.


text:
5 Powerful Tips for Better List SegmentationLeave your thoughts
Having a massive inbox following is naturally the goal of every brand that commits to an email marketing strategy. Obvious statements aside, failing to get the most out of this... View Article
The Three-Step Approach to Segmenting Your Email Contact ListLeave your thoughts
In the world of email marketing, there's naturally a lot of talk about how and why to segment the people that make up your contact list or inbox audience. Considering... View Article
Elite Email TV: What Are Interest Groups?Leave your thoughts
Following up� on our previous blog post about list segmentation, we just released a new Elite Email TV episode titled "What Are Interest Groups?" This is the first of many... View Article


text:
We offer our ticket platform to external suppliers for this event. You are guaranteed ticket delivery in time for the event and that you will be able to access the event. If these guarantees are not fulfilled you will be compensated.
The selling price may not coincide with the printed ticket value, as it is the distributor/intermediary price.
Check Terms of Use & FAQ for further information.
Schalke 04 - Borussia Mönchengladbach (Europa League)
Gelsenkirchen, 9 March 2017, 9:05 pm
Gelsenkirchen, 12 March 2017, 3:30 pm
FC Schalke 04 - Borussia Dortmund
Gelsenkirchen, 1 April 2017, 3:30 pm
Gelsenkirchen, 8 April 2017, 3:30 pm


text:
Wed, 03/09/2014 - 10:01
8 Miles, a pan-African private equity firm, has acquired a 25.1 per cent stake in Eagle Chemicals Group, a producer of resin and polymer products.
The financial details of the transaction have not been disclosed.
Eagle Chemicals Group was established in 1958 and now manufactures over 20 product categories including alkyds, acrylics, epoxy resins, saturated polyesters and ink coatings. The company has three state-of-the-art factories and two tank farms located in Egypt, employs approximately 600 people and produces approximately 100,000 tons per annum of chemical products.
Eagle Chemicals exports its products to more than 50 countries spanning Africa, Asia, South America and Europe. The company reported annual revenues of approximately USD120 million in the year to December 2013.
8 Miles will work together with the management team to expand capacity, and to optimise and grow the product mix, whilst also investing to help maximise sales in the existing markets.
Emad Barsoum, partner at 8 Miles, says: "Egypt remains an attractive investment destination and Eagle Chemicals offers solid fundamentals that are attractively priced. The management team has demonstrated consistent growth over several years and we are delighted to be backing them."
Yasser Bishay, chief executive at Eagle Chemicals, says: "We see exciting opportunities to grow our business, especially in Africa, and the partnership with 8 Miles will help us achieve this."
Tue 21/02/2017 - 08:57
Tue 21/02/2017 - 08:40
Mon 20/02/2017 - 12:49
Mon 20/02/2017 - 12:38
Tue 21/02/2017 - 08:43
Tue 21/02/2017 - 08:40
Mon 20/02/2017 - 12:38
Tue, 21/Feb/2017 - 12:49
Tue, 21/Feb/2017 - 12:46
Tue, 21/Feb/2017 - 12:44
Tue, 21/Feb/2017 - 12:02
Tue, 21/Feb/2017 - 09:56
Tue, 21/Feb/2017 - 09:08


text:
@railpathMy Tweets
More Photos
Author Archives: dobsonic
Railpath Expansion Design Begins!
Amazing Railpath Expansion News!!!
Railpath expansion has cleared the EA and received the MInister's approval to proceed to detailed design and implementation. Now lets make sure that Metrolinx connects any future multi purpose bike trail along it's Barrie line to this expansion.
Pitch in for Railpath this Sunday
This weekend, thousands of Toronto residents, organizations and community groups and will do their part to keep our city clean and green.
We are inviting west-enders to pitch and help clean up our Railpath.
Join us @Wallace Bridge:
Sunday April 24, 10am – 12 noon
Volunteers will be on hand to provide garbage bags. Just bring your gloves*.
See you there!
Friends of West Toronto Railpath
*Safety Tips
Wear appropriate and protective clothing (boots, gloves, rain jacket, hat, sunscreen)
Only pick-up human-made litter – leaves, twigs and plants should be left on the ground
Be mindful not to damage or step on emerging spring plants (shrubs, bulbs, flowers)
Do not pick up heavy or dangerous items (syringes and needles, metal, chemicals, medical waste) – report the location of these items to 311
Railpath Run 2015 September 26th !
Join us for Toronto's 4th Annual Railpath Run! Our time trial format offers participants an opportunity to make as many loops of the 2km course as they can in 45mins. Participants have the choice of the 'Run' or the 'Community Walk/Run'. Both events are timed and are perfect for all fitness levels. So whether you're looking to see how fast/far you can run in a set time, to set a new personal best, or just want to take a lovely stroll with the family in support of a good cause, everyone is welcome! The Railpath Run is held on The West Toronto Railpath. For exact location and other event details, please visit our website railpathrun.com Please be advised that the path is too narrow to accommodate strollers or pets for this event. All proceeds from this race will benefit The Stop Community Food Centre. Add to Race Kit pick up section: Race kit pick up is available on site at least half an hour before the start of the race.
4 Great events this Saturday on Railpath!
All are welcome to celebrate the West Toronto Railpath (WTR) Park, learn about the diverse plants that grow along the path and to plant 500 milkweed plants – the main food source of the Monarch butterfly- in association with the David Suzuki Foundation/Homegrown National Park Project 'Got Milkweed?' Campaign. We will gather at 9am under the Wallace Avenue/ Railpath access pedestrian bridge with remarks at 10am.
10am – Erika Richmond MLA from the office of Scott Torrance Landscape Architect, prime consultant on WTR Phase 1
10:20 – J. Scott MacIvor – PhD, Urban Ecologist – Bees in the City
10:40 – Jode Roberts, David Suzuki Foundation/'Got Milkweed?' campaign- The importance of milkweed in urban plantings.
11 am – Friends of WTR.
Also please check the family fun at the second instalment of "Buzz On The Bridge", and while there add your thoughts to "Love Letters To The Junction Triangle Past Present and Future". And as part of Bike Month participate in "Cargo Bikes and Kids".
A great day on Railpath….see you there!
Posted in Uncategorized
Got Milkweed? Railpath Planting June 6!
Raise public awareness for the Railpath as a Car~free, multi mobile corridor and biological diverse public park and get your hands dirty!
9:00 am to 3:00 pm on Saturday June 6th 2015
All are welcome to celebrate the West Toronto Railpath Park, learn about the diverse plants that grow along the path and to plant milkweed- the main food source of the Monarch butterfly in association with the David Suzuki Foundation/Homegrown National Park Project 'Got Milkweed' Campaign.All we need are your hands to plant milkweed in a pre chosen site near the Ernest Ave. Railpath access. Explore the entire phase 1 stage of this unique linear park and learn more about the plans for the phase 2 Railpath extension.
These materials will be part of my intervention:
It would be great if participants can bring with them:
Here is a link to our 100 in 1 Day page. And check out the butterfly themed Buzz On The Bridge the same day.
Railpath Cleanup Day April 18
Join the Parkdale RoadRunners and Community members for a cleanup on the Railpath ! Here are the deets:
The sun is finally out and it's time to give our community a bit of spring cleaning! On Saturday, April 18, Parkdale Roadrunners will be doing our part to make the West Toronto Railpath a little more beautiful for all us runners and everyone else using it this spring and summer. As part of the city's Clean Toronto Together 2015 project, we're asking anyone and everyone to spare about one hour to help us clean the Railpath between Bloor St. and Dundas St.
WHEN AND WHERE: Meet on the Railpath at the Bloor Street entrance at 12 NOON. We will move south as a group, cleaning as we go. Bags will be dropped for City pick-up at Dundas St. Garbage / recycling bags will be provided. We hope to be done it all by 1 p.m.
BRING AND WEAR: A pair of gloves if you have them and wear your PDRR gear.
Let's do this!
(other cleanup locations in Junction Triangle)
Railpath Expansion Update
Railpath expansion is in the last days of an environmental Assessment (EA) and barring any last minute snags the shovels will go in the ground in 2017! Yea! We had hoped that 2016 would be the year but the EA process has taken longer so it has pushed back the final design and tendering.
On October 22 the Province announced that cycling infrastructure would no longer be required to use the time consuming provincial environmental assessment process and would now be subject to a shorter review. This means that Railpath 2 has automatically moved to the final stage of public notice before an RFP for detailed drawings can tendered.
This is the City of Toronto EA page for the project. There is a slide show that can be opened to provide a great overview. One note, the most southerly part of the expansion shows a route from Abell Street south east that uses Sudbury Avenue. This was not the original preferred route and is not going to happen at this time. This remaining short stretch is going to be rethought, considering the original preferred route along the rail corridor, and other potential routes, in conjunction with locals and stakeholders. The idea is to think big and inventive and see how we can get people across King and into Liberty Village in a way that adds to the community and adds to the larger Railpath vision.
Follow us on Twitter: @railpath
Posted in Uncategorized


text:
Hi, I'm Oliver Smith, a passionate operations engineer and software developer based near Sheffield, South Yorkshire. I have a broad range of skills and experience in both software development and system administration - I'm enthusiastic and personable with the right knowledge at my fingertips. I like to be close to users and technology to solve business problems...but really I just like building things to help people
I am currently in full time employment which means I don't share much of my work. My main focus currently is developing and maintaining the lead generation and email campaign management tools at WRM Media using technologies such as Laravel, Symfony Components, Silex and RabbitMQ
Recent areas of interest include:
Outside of technology I enjoy cooking and traveling to unusual places.
My current CV can be viewed here. If you wish to contact me please do so via social media


text:
© Copyright 2017 pakla. All rights reserved.
Status: Finished
Genre: Poetry
good stuff.yes i like this.pain and forgiveness are so strong an emotion.pain comes easy,forgiveness not so.
well put across.
Poem / Romance
Poem / Romance
Poem / Romance
Paste the link to picture in the entry below:
Paste the link to Youtube video in the following entry:
Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. Make sure your selection starts and ends within the same node.
An annotation cannot contain another annotation.
There was an error uploading your file.


text:
For the next episode of Motor Trend's Head 2 Head, the 580-horsepower Chevrolet Camaro ZL1 takes on the 707-horsepower Dodge Challenger SRT Hellcat. In spite of the power differential it's a close fight on performance, but one of them takes the feel-good factor way beyond its engine numbers.
Chevrolet Camaro ZL1 Videos
72Dodge Challenger SRT Hellcat vs. Chevrolet Camaro ZL1 in latest Head 2 Head
- Jonathon Ramsey
- Jan 29, 2015
- 72
48Texan tries out new Camaro ZL1 Underwater Edition [w/video]
- Brandon Turkus
- Apr 7, 2014
- 48
Texans, please stay away from water in your sports cars. Now, this latest fiasco isn't quite so dire as the Lone Star State's last attempt at an amphibious sportscar - a waterlogged Bugatti Veyron - although that's largely because the Veyron in that story cost $1.6 million and this submerged Chevrolet Camaro ZL1 only cost about $57,000. Still, it's a sad state of affairs for the supercharged, 580-horsepower rocket.
32Chevy Camaro ZL1, Lexus LFA celebrate National Donut Day
- Jeffrey N. Ross
- Jun 7, 2013
- 32
Happy National Donut Day, everyone! While some of us may have already celebrated this high-caloric holiday at our local Dunkin' Donuts or Tim Horton's, Chevrolet and Lexus have taken the opportunity to offer us delicious donuts of a different sort. Using a "professional donut maker" and a 2013 Camaro ZL1, Chevy has released a video of its 580-horsepower coupe laying down some serious rubber. Lexus has countered with its LFA supercar and, oddly, LPGA pro golfer Natalie Gulbis.
72"Turbo" Chevrolet Camaro is a 700-HP fantasy car come to life [w/video]
- Seyth Miersma
- Feb 7, 2013
- 72
For a concept car built to promote an animated movie about a snail that wants to go racing, this thing ain't half bad. The outsized monster you see before you started life as a Chevrolet Camaro ZL1, and then went through a big-time Hollywood makeover before being positioned on the Chevrolet stand here in Chicago.
59Motor Trend addresses reader feedback from Best Driver's Car roundup
- Jeffrey N. Ross
- Sep 11, 2012
- 59
We've already watched the 2012 Best Driver's Car competition from Motor Trend numerous times, and like us, apparently many M/T viewers had questions about the week-long, nine-car comparison. Not wanting to disappoint its audience, the crew got together to enjoy a few pints while reflecting on the experience and respond to viewer questions during an episode of The Downshift.
145Motor Trend returns with The World's Greatest Drag Race
- George Kennedy
- Aug 24, 2012
- 145
Our old pal Jonny Lieberman gets to have all the fun. The former Autoblog editor now gets to play with multiple supercars at a time for his post at Motor Trend. As part of MT's Best Driver's Car award process, Lieberman and the rest of the magazine's team quarter-mile all of the year's contenders in what they call "The World's Greatest Drag Race." Based on the contenders, we're inclined to agree with their bluster.
142Motor Trend picks its top driver's car of 2012 [w/video]
- Jeremy Korzeniewski
- Aug 23, 2012
- 142
Here's a test of nine cars (see above), only two of which make less than 500 horsepower. Three of these nine cars recorded 0-60 times of less than three seconds, and all the rest but one (the Subaru BRZ), did it in 4.2 or less. Those are impressive stats, to be sure, but huge horsepower figures and stupid-quick acceleration, while certainly amazing in its own way, doesn't necessarily mean the car is a blast to drive – as Motor Trend says, if it were, they'd be testing a bunch of Top Fuel d
69Boss 302 and Camaro ZL1 headline Forza Motorsport's August Car Pack
- Zach Bowman
- Jul 31, 2012
- 69
Once upon a not so long ago, I owned a 1971 Lincoln Continental Mark III. If the cruiser from the B52's infamous "Love Shack" really was as big as a whale, the Conti was the ocean in which that mighty Chrysler swam. I held the title for roughly 13 years, and in that time, I got the car sideways exactly once.
29Hot Rod pits Chevrolet Camaro ZL1 against '69 Red Devil
- Zach Bowman
- Jul 29, 2012
- 29
Mike Stielow is known for taking classic Chevy Camaro coupes and bending them into machines that not only kick ass in a straight line, but that can actually outhandle modern sports cars around a road course, too. His pro touring creations are nothing short of legendary, and as a suspension engineer for General Motors, if anyone knows how to wring more performance out of a Bowtie, it's Stielow.
145Ford Shelby GT500 and Chevy Camaro ZL1 compared by Chris Harris
- Zach Bowman
- Jul 5, 2012
- 145
International man of mystery Chris Harris recently abandoned his duties in the UK for a trip to the States. Why? Because of two very important pieces of machinery: the 2013 Chevrolet Camaro ZL1 and the 2013 Ford Shelby GT500. Harris took charge of both cars in Manhattan to evaluate their on-road manners before heading to the track for a little showdown. What did he find? On the street, the Camaro is actually easier to live with than its Ford rival thanks to a more comfortable seating position, f
243Camaro ZL1 goes head-to-head with Shelby GT500 in 1,242-horsepower comparo
- Jeremy Korzeniewski
- Jun 13, 2012
- 243
Numbers don't lie. But they don't always tell the whole story, either. That's one reason why we've been so interested in the rivalry between the Ford Mustang and Chevrolet Camaro over the last several decades. The two cars have been swapping performance and sales-floor bragging rights since Chevy slapped its Bowtie on its Pony-fighter in 1967, and the faster model hasn't always been the better seller.
186Chevy Camaro ZL1 lines up against Ford Shelby GT500 on the dyno
- Jonathon Ramsey
- Jun 6, 2012
- 186
Inside Line took the 2012 Chevrolet Camaro ZL1 and 2013 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500, together, on a field trip: to Westminster, California where where they were both tested on the same dyno at MD Automotive, run the by same operator on the same day. In case any memories need refreshing, the specs run thusly: the ZL1 has a 6.2-liter supercharged V8 belting out 580 horsepower at 6,000 rpm and 556 pound-feet of torque at 4,200 rpm, for a 0-60 time of 3.9 seconds and a top speed of 184 miles per hour.
41Watch Hot Rod hit 202 MPH in Lingenfelter Camaro ZL1
- Jonathon Ramsey
- May 9, 2012
- 41
When Lingenfelter Performance Engineering announced it had crossed the 200-mph mark in its tuned Camaro ZL1, the man guiding the wheel was Hot Rod editor-in-chief Dave Freiburger. We saw a short video of the run in the 702-horsepower – that's at the wheels – coupe, but in the latest episode of Hot Rod Unlimited, Freiburger offers the long-form backstory of what it took to get to 202.6 mph exactly.
1132013 Shelby GT500 caught testing at the Nürburgring
- Jonathon Ramsey
- May 7, 2012
- 113
The folks at Motor Authority snagged some spy video of the new 2013 Ford Shelby GT500 hitting the Nürburgring. Unfortunately, rain hit the 'Ring first, so while there are still some potent exhaust noises emanating from the 662-horsepower 'Stang, there isn't a lot of tearing it up on the slick surface.
1462012 Chevrolet Camaro ZL1 runs quarter mile in 11.93 seconds [UPDATE]
- Jeremy Korzeniewski
- May 4, 2012
- 146
We've taken the bone-stock 2012 Chevrolet Camaro ZL1 down the quarter-mile drag strip at Bondurant in Arizona several times. The very first pass we made netted us a time slip in the mid-12-second range. That's an impressive performance for a car wearing road-legal radial tires with zero preparation and a driver familiarizing himself with the car.
74Sibling Rivalry: Chevrolet takes Corvette ZR1 and Camaro ZL1 to VIR, sets a lap record
- Jeremy Korzeniewski
- Feb 27, 2012
- 74
While the Dodge Viper is in the midst of a much-too-long (and thankfully soon-to-be-rectified) hiatus, there's really no question as to who holds the title of Baddest American Sports Car: The Chevrolet Corvette. And the top-of-the-line in Corvette Land is, of course, the 638-horsepower supercharged ZR1.
41Chevrolet shares a bit of its tunnel vision for Camaro ZL1
- Zach Bowman
- Nov 11, 2011
- 41
The engineers behind the Chevrolet Camaro ZL1 are our kind of people. They were the ones who stepped up to the immeasurable task of transmuting the Camaro from its current state as a straight-line princess into a a hairpin street fighter. While America has typically fallen back on the old "no replacement for displacement" adage when it came time to win races, the engineers responsible for the ZL1 left no stone unturned. Suspension, brake performance and weight balance all played a huge role in t
- Biggest automotive sales disappointments
- Fastest-depreciating cars in the United States
- Find and compare 2017 Models


text:
|Message view
|« Date » · « Thread »
|« Date » · « Thread »
|"GB Developer" <gb107...@globallyboundless.com>
|RE: More helpful reporting of exceptions in JSPs
|Tue, 11 Oct 2005 18:01:37 GMT
regardless how the commiters feel about it, are you willing to release your patched source files? (So for example, I can compile and deploy them myself?) ;) If so, I'd say a page on your wiki might be alright for distro, with a link to the page sent to tomcat-user ? I'd be giving it a try about 10 minutes after you send out your email, since I've often wondered about this feature. Usually right after digging through the work directory for a generated java file. > -----Original Message----- > From: Tim Fennell [mailto:email@example.com] > Sent: Tuesday, October 11, 2005 12:15 PM > To: Tomcat Users List > Subject: Fwd: More helpful reporting of exceptions in JSPs > > > Apologies in advance for cross-posting this, but I sent this email > out to the tomcat-dev list a couple of days ago and have received no > replies at all... I think this is quite a useful feature, and I'm > wondering how best to go about contributing it. > Thanks > > -Tim Fennell > http://stripes.mc4j.org > > Begin forwarded message: > > > From: Tim Fennell <email@example.com> > > Date: October 9, 2005 5:50:11 PM EDT > > To: email@example.com > > Subject: More helpful reporting of exceptions in JSPs > > Reply-To: "Tomcat Developers List" <firstname.lastname@example.com> > > At any rate, I have code that will do this now, and I think it'd be > > a great productivity boost for anyone else developing JSPs on > > Tomcat. It amounts to small patches to two files. The first is > > org.apache.jasper.compiler.Compiler to make it hang on to > the parse > > tree (pageNodes) if in development mode, and a getter to make this > > accessible. The second is to > > org.apache.jasper.servlet.JspServletWrapper to do the grunt > work of > > mapping a stack frame from the exception back to the line in the > > JSP that it came from. --------------------------------------------------------------------- To unsubscribe, e-mail: firstname.lastname@example.com For additional commands, e-mail: email@example.com
|View raw message


text:
Newegg.com - A great place to buy computers, computer parts, electronics, software, accessories, and DVDs online. With great prices, fast shipping, and top-rated customer service - once you know, you Newegg.
If you are reading this message, Please click this link to reload this page.(Do not use your browser's "Refresh" button). Please email us if you're running the latest version of your browser and you still see this message.
Newegg.com - Computer Parts, Laptops, Electronics, HDTVs, Digital Cameras and More!
Showing Results: Most Recent
This review is from: Intel Core i5-3570K Ivy Bridge Quad-Core 3.4GHz (3.8GHz Turbo) LGA 1155 77W BX80637I53570K Desktop Processor Intel HD Graphics 4000
Pros: Well lets start off here, I took a gamble on this processor back in 2012 when I first built my computer was this or the 2500k. As you can see, I chose this processor. Regardless, it overclocks very easy and well... its a freaking monster. Price is great for what it is.
Cons: Didn't cook me any bacon :PREAD FULL REVIEW


text: Official ARDMS Website | American Registry for Diagnostic Medical Sonography | ARDMS The RMSKS examination is now open! The application period for the Musculoskeletal Sonographer (MSKS) examination for sonographers is open from now until March 28, 2017. Physicians can also now apply for the Musculoskeletal Sonography (MSK) examination via MY APCA. Apply Today! Midwife Examination Application Period Has Been Extended! The Midwife Sonography examination application period has been extended to April 7, 2017. Learn more about the examination and apply today!Apply Today! Find Your Next Job Today!On any given day there are hundreds of ultrasound-related job opportunities on UltrasoundJOBS.com. Visit the largest job site for ultrasound and find your next job opportunity today! Learn More! Apply for the Pediatric Echocardiography (PE) Examination Today!Apply now through March 7 for the PE examination! The examination tests basic pediatric echocardiography knowledge and skills essential to Sonography Professionals.Apply Today! (Hidden) Mobile Accordion Applicants CV FormsExams & CertificationsPrerequisite ProgramSample Letters Registrants Maintain CertificationCMERegistrant SupportManage Personal Information Students Resources for StudentsCareer CenterGet Your ARDMS NumberUltrasoundJOBS.com Educators Resources for EducatorsPaperless ApplicationsSchool ReportsApplication Resources Ultrasound Patients & Public Information for PatientsAbout ARDMSVolunteer News NetworkCareers at ARDMS Untitled [1] Untitled [2]


text:
Art Magnified
Grand Slam
Outpost Performance Space
By Steven Robert Allen
And so it comes down to this. All year long local poets have been locked in a deadly struggle for the distinctive honor of joining this year's Albuquerque Poetry Slam Team. This Saturday, May 1, at 8 p.m. at the Outpost Performance Space the battered and bruised survivors will stumble into the ring to beat each other to poetic pulp. Join co-hosts Danny Solis and Kenn Rodriguez for the poetry highlight of the season. Admission is $7. These poets will rock your socks off. 268-0044.
NEWSLETTERS Great Alibi stories, events and deals delivered to your inbox each week. No fooling!
Today's Events
Our Glass Figures at Cell Theatre
Performance of a study on gender, sexuality, intersectionality, oppression and empowerment, the political as personal and the personal as political.
Glenn Miller Orchestra at Popejoy Hall
The Lady in Question at Vortex TheatreMore Recommended Events ››
Kombat Kitty @ Stoneface • 3.4.2017
home | feature | news | film | music | art | food | classifieds | personals | staff | lo-fi | search
© 1996-2017 Weekly Alibi | firstname.lastname@example.com | Privacy Policy
View mobile version


text: Sunday Night Wrap-UpHortense Smith11/15/09 7:55pmFiled to: weekend roundupopen thread1KEditPromoteShare to KinjaToggle Conversation toolsGo to permalink This weekend, we discussed Edward Cullen and the power of teenage crushes, came up with our own Brangelina headlines, had uncomfortable moments with the Signals catalog and the Jacob Black doll, and learned that Hammer pants are here to stay. As always, feel free to stick around and fight the Sunday night blues. Let's keep things light and so on and so forth. Here's a song to get you started: Thanks for another lovely weekend! Advertisement Advertisement [Image via Natalie Dee.]Reply1043 repliesLeave a reply


text:
[Photograph of Cowboy Band]
Description: Group photograph of the Original Cowboy Band, Inc. on the front steps of Old Abilene Hall at Simmons University in Abilene, Texas. Each member of the band holds his instrument, and those who play drums sit in the front of the group, showcasing the "Cowboy Band" stamp.
Date: [..1947]
Item Type: Photograph


text:
In a message dated 11/21/01 8:41:17 AM Eastern Standard Time,
firstname.lastname@example.com writes:
<< I don't remember a hosta with this name but it could have been amongst
the ones I lost when the computer froze up.
Bob, if no one else saved it then maybe there is next year. N.
To sign-off this list, send email to firstname.lastname@example.com with the
message text UNSUBSCRIBE HOSTA-OPEN


text:
Summertime Gazpacho
|Ripe tomatoes
|6 , divided
|2 , divided
|1 Small, quartered
|1 Clove (5 gm), peeled and minced
|Chicken broth
|2 Cup (32 tbs)
|Red wine vinegar
|3 Tablespoon
|Olive oil
|2 Tablespoon
|Hot pepper sauce
|1⁄4 Teaspoon
|Green pepper
|1 Large, seeded and finely chopped
|Green onions
|8 Ounce, trimmed and finely chopped (1 Small Bunch)
Cut 5 tomatoes into quarters; remove and discard cores.
Cut 1 cucumber into quarters; remove and discard seeds.
Place quartered tomatoes, quartered cucumber and small onion in food processor or blender container.
Cover; process until coarsely chopped.
Spoon vegetable mixture into large bowl.
Stir in garlic, broth, vinegar, olive oil and hot pepper sauce; cover.
Just before serving, finely chop remaining tomato and cucumber.
Ladle soup into chilled bowls or cups.
Top with tomato, cucumber, green pepper and green onions.
Recipe Summary
Rate It
Nutrition Rank
Nutrition Facts
Serving size: Complete recipe
Calories 622 Calories from Fat 286
% Daily Value*
Total Fat 32 g50%
Saturated Fat 4.7 g23.3%
Trans Fat 0 g
Cholesterol 0 mg
Sodium 1274 mg53.1%
Total Carbohydrates 76 g25.5%
Dietary Fiber 23.6 g94.2%
Sugars 40.9 g
Protein 18 g35.8%
Vitamin A 324.2% Vitamin C 602.6%
Calcium 31.9% Iron 47.3%
*Based on a 2000 Calorie diet


text:
Hilton Garden Inn Orange Beach
No prices found through our partners. Please contact the business directly or check some of our recommended alternatives.
How has this hotel rated in the past?
- Suites
- Microwave in room
- Beach
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Refrigerator in room
Photos of Hilton Garden Inn Orange Beach
Travelers also looked at:
- More recommendations
- Beach
- Swimming pool
- Fitness/Health center
- Bar/lounge
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Refrigerator in room
- Microwave in room
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Air-Conditioning
- Free parking
- Suites
- Room service
- Business Services
- Kids activities or Babysitting
TripAdvisor Reviews Hilton Garden Inn Orange Beach
Travel Blogs from Orange Beach
Spending a week at the Florida Travelcade Rally
Today is the last day of a week in Foley, AL while at the Florida Travelcade Club rally. It has been a fun week with good friends and lots of food and drinks. We went to the Foley Shrimp Festival, the road kill cafe, Jimmy Buffett's sister's restaurant called Lulu's and a number of other places that I can not remember the names of, ...
Gulf Islands National Seashore
... so I spend the night mostly on the floor. On a positive note - Jonathan didn't snore and the floor was warm :-/ A critter was making a noise in the bushes last night. I kept still and finally got scared, so woke-up Jonathan who shone a torch to see who it was. We didn't get a look....I wonder what it was? Probably a raccoon. I still haven't seen one and Jonathan has seen two. And I still haven't seen a bear or a mountain lion either - thankfully, neither has ...
Catching Up
... if he had gone back to school to work on his master's degree, and he replied, "No, actually I have a new job." What wonderful news. After graduating he was getting worried that he might have to stay in his part-time position with U-Haul forever. Since high school he has mainly held blue collar jobs. Now he has joined forces with Hancock Bank, in hopes of working his way up to branch manager. For the first time ...
9 days at Orange Beach, AL
... while there. Murph made some delicious steaks and baked potatoes for dinner. After dinner we went out to look at the light show and had a Bushwacker. Met Bob Baumhower, a veteran of the Miami Dolphins. Played tight end for 16 years. He now owns 3 of the restaurants at The Wharf. Chris dropped his Bushwacker again. This was the second time. He's not going to have anymore. Day 5 The weather is starting to improve. The guys golfed. We spent a large part of the day ...
Day 2--4 states in one day can only mean adventure
... is the south, it just a shower. By the time we came out, it had stop raining. Humid as hell, but no rain. That I don't miss. The Gulf Coast towns was having a huge Classic Car Show & Auction. From Long Beach to Biloxi, the highway was lined with spectators and classic cars. Traffic was crawling at a 5 mph, hence why we stop at Treasurer Island Casino. Erik has never gambled, so what better thing to do but show ...


text:
ZIGGY SKINNY MINNIE CHINO - PUMPKIN PIEFeatures:
› Womens Trouser
› Made from 98% cotton and 2% spandex
› Classic chino styling
› Leather patch detail at rear
› Slide pockets at sides
› One button and zip close
› Colour: Pumpkin Pie
Size Info:
› Womens Chino Pant
› Model's height 173cm (5'8")
› Model's bust 86cm (32")
› Model's waist is 64cm (25")
› Model is wearing a size 8
About Ziggy :
Ziggy believes that jeans are art. They are wearable, liveable canvases. Ziggy Denim lets you create whoever you want to be. They are playful, anonymous, androgynous, and ready to be crafted. It's a party in your pants.
Shop Ziggy Online


text:
Here is a collection of the all-time best famous William Cullen Bryant poems. This is a select list of the best famous William Cullen Bryant poetry. Reading, writing, and enjoying famous William Cullen Bryant poetry (as well as classical and contemporary poems) is a great past time. These top poems are the best examples of William Cullen Bryant poems.
Search for the best famous William Cullen Bryant poems, articles about William Cullen Bryant poems, poetry blogs, or anything else William Cullen Bryant poem related using the PoetrySoup search engine at the top of the page.
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon;
And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face
Beamless and pale and round, as if the moon,
When done the journey of her nightly race,
Had found him sleeping, and supplied his place.
For days the shepherds in the fields may be,
Nor mark a patch of sky— blindfold they trace,
The plains, that seem without a bush or tree,
Whistling aloud by guess, to flocks they cannot see.
The timid hare seems half its fears to lose,
Crouching and sleeping 'neath its grassy lair,
And scarcely startles, tho' the shepherd goes
Close by its home, and dogs are barking there;
The wild colt only turns around to stare
At passer by, then knaps his hide again;
And moody crows beside the road forbear
To fly, tho' pelted by the passing swain;
Thus day seems turn'd to night, and tries to wake in vain.
The owlet leaves her hiding-place at noon,
And flaps her grey wings in the doubling light;
The hoarse jay screams to see her out so soon,
And small birds chirp and startle with affright;
Much doth it scare the superstitious wight,
Who dreams of sorry luck, and sore dismay;
While cow-boys think the day a dream of night,
And oft grow fearful on their lonely way,
Fancying that ghosts may wake, and leave their graves by day.
Yet but awhile the slumbering weather flings
Its murky prison round— then winds wake loud;
With sudden stir the startled forest sings
Winter's returning song— cloud races cloud,
And the horizon throws away its shroud,
Sweeping a stretching circle from the eye;
Storms upon storms in quick succession crowd,
And o'er the sameness of the purple sky
Heaven paints, with hurried hand, wild hues of every dye.
At length it comes along the forest oaks,
With sobbing ebbs, and uproar gathering high;
The scared, hoarse raven on its cradle croaks,
And stockdove-flocks in hurried terrors fly,
While the blue hawk hangs o'er them in the sky.—
The hedger hastens from the storm begun,
To seek a shelter that may keep him dry;
And foresters low bent, the wind to shun,
Scarce hear amid the strife the poacher's muttering gun.
The ploughman hears its humming rage begin,
And hies for shelter from his naked toil;
Buttoning his doublet closer to his chin,
He bends and scampers o'er the elting soil,
While clouds above him in wild fury boil,
And winds drive heavily the beating rain;
He turns his back to catch his breath awhile,
Then ekes his speed and faces it again,
To seek the shepherd's hut beside the rushy plain.
The boy, that scareth from the spiry wheat
The melancholy crow—in hurry weaves,
Beneath an ivied tree, his sheltering seat,
Of rushy flags and sedges tied in sheaves,
Or from the field a shock of stubble thieves.
There he doth dithering sit, and entertain
His eyes with marking the storm-driven leaves;
Oft spying nests where he spring eggs had ta'en,
And wishing in his heart 'twas summer-time again.
Thus wears the month along, in checker'd moods,
Sunshine and shadows, tempests loud, and calms;
One hour dies silent o'er the sleepy woods,
The next wakes loud with unexpected storms;
A dreary nakedness the field deforms—
Yet many a rural sound, and rural sight,
Lives in the village still about the farms,
Where toil's rude uproar hums from morn till night
Noises, in which the ears of Industry delight.
At length the stir of rural labour's still,
And Industry her care awhile forgoes;
When Winter comes in earnest to fulfil
His yearly task, at bleak November's close,
And stops the plough, and hides the field in snows;
When frost locks up the stream in chill delay,
And mellows on the hedge the jetty sloes,
For little birds—then Toil hath time for play,
And nought but threshers' flails awake the dreary day.
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned
To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave,
And spread the roof above them,---ere he framed
The lofty vault, to gather and roll back
The sound of anthems; in the darkling wood,
Amidst the cool and silence, he knelt down,
And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks
And supplication. For his simple heart
Might not resist the sacred influences,
Which, from the stilly twilight of the place,
And from the gray old trunks that high in heaven
Mingled their mossy boughs, and from the sound
Of the invisible breath that swayed at once
All their green tops, stole over him, and bowed
His spirit with the thought of boundless power
And inaccessible majesty. Ah, why
Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect
God's ancient sanctuaries, and adore
Only among the crowd, and under roofs,
That our frail hands have raised? Let me, at least,
Here, in the shadow of this aged wood,
Offer one hymn---thrice happy, if it find
Acceptance in His ear.
Father, thy hand
Hath reared these venerable columns, thou
Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down
Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose
All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun,
Budded, and shook their green leaves in the breeze,
And shot towards heaven. The century-living crow,
Whose birth was in their tops, grew old and died
Among their branches, till, at last, they stood,
As now they stand, massy, and tall, and dark,
Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold
Communion with his Maker. These dim vaults,
These winding aisles, of human pomp and pride
Report not. No fantastic carvings show
The boast of our vain race to change the form
Of thy fair works. But thou art here---thou fill'st
The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds
That run along the summit of these trees
In music; thou art in the cooler breath
That from the inmost darkness of the place
Comes, scarcely felt; the barky trunks, the ground,
The fresh moist ground, are all instinct with thee.
Here is continual worship;---Nature, here,
In the tranquility that thou dost love,
Enjoys thy presence. Noiselessly, around,
From perch to perch, the solitary bird
Passes; and yon clear spring, that, midst its herbs,
Wells softly forth and wandering steeps the roots
Of half the mighty forest, tells no tale
Of all the good it does. Thou hast not left
Thyself without a witness, in these shades,
Of thy perfections. Grandeur, strength, and grace
Are here to speak of thee. This mighty oak---
By whose immovable stem I stand and seem
Almost annihilated---not a prince,
In all that proud old world beyond the deep,
E'er wore his crown as lofty as he
Wears the green coronal of leaves with which
Thy hand has graced him. Nestled at his root
Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare
Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower
With scented breath, and look so like a smile,
Seems, as it issues from the shapeless mould,
An emanation of the indwelling Life,
A visible token of the upholding Love,
That are the soul of this wide universe.
My heart is awed within me when I think
Of the great miracle that still goes on,
In silence, round me---the perpetual work
Of thy creation, finished, yet renewed
Forever. Written on thy works I read
The lesson of thy own eternity.
Lo! all grow old and die---but see again,
How on the faltering footsteps of decay
Youth presses----ever gay and beautiful youth
In all its beautiful forms. These lofty trees
Wave not less proudly that their ancestors
Moulder beneath them. Oh, there is not lost
One of earth's charms: upon her bosom yet,
After the flight of untold centuries,
The freshness of her far beginning lies
And yet shall lie. Life mocks the idle hate
Of his arch enemy Death---yea, seats himself
Upon the tyrant's throne---the sepulchre,
And of the triumphs of his ghastly foe
Makes his own nourishment. For he came forth
From thine own bosom, and shall have no end.
There have been holy men who hid themselves
Deep in the woody wilderness, and gave
Their lives to thought and prayer, till they outlived
The generation born with them, nor seemed
Less aged than the hoary trees and rocks
Around them;---and there have been holy men
Who deemed it were not well to pass life thus.
But let me often to these solitudes
Retire, and in thy presence reassure
My feeble virtue. Here its enemies,
The passions, at thy plainer footsteps shrink
And tremble and are still. Oh, God! when thou
Dost scare the world with falling thunderbolts, or fill,
With all the waters of the firmament,
The swift dark whirlwind that uproots the woods
And drowns the village; when, at thy call,
Uprises the great deep and throws himself
Upon the continent, and overwhelms
Its cities---who forgets not, at the sight
Of these tremendous tokens of thy power,
His pride, and lays his strifes and follies by?
Oh, from these sterner aspects of thy face
Spare me and mine, nor let us need the wrath
Of the mad unchained elements to teach
Who rules them. Be it ours to meditate,
In these calm shades, thy milder majesty,
And to the beautiful order of the works
Learn to conform the order of our lives.
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart
Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem
My voice unworthy of the theme it tries,--
I would take up the hymn to Death, and say
To the grim power, The world hath slandered thee
And mocked thee. On thy dim and shadowy brow
They place an iron crown, and call thee king
Of terrors, and the spoiler of the world,
Deadly assassin, that strik'st down the fair,
The loved, the good--that breath'st upon the lights
Of virtue set along the vale of life,
And they go out in darkness. I am come,
Not with reproaches, not with cries and prayers,
Such as have stormed thy stern insensible ear
From the beginning. I am come to speak
Thy praises. True it is, that I have wept
Thy conquests, and may weep them yet again:
And thou from some I love wilt take a life
Dear to me as my own. Yet while the spell
Is on my spirit, and I talk with thee
In sight of all thy trophies, face to face,
Meet is it that my voice should utter forth
Thy nobler triumphs: I will teach the world
To thank thee.--Who are thine accusers?--Who?
The living!--they who never felt thy power,
And know thee not. The curses of the wretch
Whose crimes are ripe, his sufferings when thy hand
Is on him, and the hour he dreads is come,
Are writ among thy praises. But the good--
Does he whom thy kind hand dismissed to peace,
Upbraid the gentle violence that took off
His fetters, and unbarred his prison cell?
Raise then the Hymn to Death. Deliverer!
God hath anointed thee to free the oppressed
And crush the oppressor. When the armed chief,
The conqueror of nations, walks the world,
And it is changed beneath his feet, and all
Its kingdoms melt into one mighty realm--
Thou, while his head is loftiest, and his heart
Blasphemes, imagining his own right hand
Almighty, sett'st upon him thy stern grasp,
And the strong links of that tremendous chain
That bound mankind are crumbled; thou dost break
Sceptre and crown, and beat his throne to dust.
Then the earth shouts with gladness, and her tribes
Gather within their ancient bounds again.
Else had the mighty of the olden time,
Nimrod, Sesostris, or the youth who feigned
His birth from Lybian Ammon, smote even now
The nations with a rod of iron, and driven
Their chariot o'er our necks. Thou dost avenge,
In thy good time, the wrongs of those who know
No other friend. Nor dost thou interpose
Only to lay the sufferer asleep,
Where he who made him wretched troubles not
His rest--thou dost strike down his tyrant too.
Oh, there is joy when hands that held the scourge
Drop lifeless, and the pitiless heart is cold.
Thou too dost purge from earth its horrible
And old idolatries; from the proud fanes
Each to his grave their priests go out, till none
Is left to teach their worship; then the fires
Of sacrifice are chilled, and the green moss
O'ercreeps their altars; the fallen images
Cumber the weedy courts, and for loud hymns,
Chanted by kneeling crowds, the chiding winds
Shriek in the solitary aisles. When he
Who gives his life to guilt, and laughs at all
The laws that God or man has made, and round
Hedges his seat with power, and shines in wealth,--
Lifts up his atheist front to scoff at Heaven,
And celebrates his shame in open day,
Thou, in the pride of all his crimes, cutt'st off
The horrible example. Touched by thine,
The extortioner's hard hand foregoes the gold
Wrong from the o'er-worn poor. The perjurer,
Whose tongue was lithe, e'en now, and voluble
Against his neighbour's life, and he who laughed
And leaped for joy to see a spotless fame
Blasted before his own foul calumnies,
Are smit with deadly silence. He, who sold
His conscience to preserve a worthless life,
Even while he hugs himself on his escape,
Trembles, as, doubly terrible, at length,
Thy steps o'ertake him, and there is no time
For parley--nor will bribes unclench thy grasp.
Oft, too, dost thou reform thy victim, long
Ere his last hour. And when the reveller,
Mad in the chase of pleasure, stretches on,
And strains each nerve, and clears the path of life
Like wind, thou point'st him to the dreadful goal,
And shak'st thy hour-glass in his reeling eye,
And check'st him in mid course. Thy skeleton hand
Shows to the faint of spirit the right path,
And he is warned, and fears to step aside.
Thou sett'st between the ruffian and his crime
Thy ghastly countenance, and his slack hand
Drops the drawn knife. But, oh, most fearfully
Dost thou show forth Heaven's justice, when thy shafts
Drink up the ebbing spirit--then the hard
Of heart and violent of hand restores
The treasure to the friendless wretch he wronged.
Then from the writhing bosom thou dost pluck
The guilty secret; lips, for ages sealed,
Are faithless to the dreadful trust at length,
And give it up; the felon's latest breath
Absolves the innocent man who bears his crime;
The slanderer, horror smitten, and in tears,
Recalls the deadly obloquy he forged
To work his brother's ruin. Thou dost make
Thy penitent victim utter to the air
The dark conspiracy that strikes at life,
And aims to whelm the laws; ere yet the hour
Is come, and the dread sign of murder given.
Thus, from the first of time, hast thou been found
On virtue's side; the wicked, but for thee,
Had been too strong for the good; the great of earth
Had crushed the weak for ever. Schooled in guile
For ages, while each passing year had brought
Its baneful lesson, they had filled the world
With their abominations; while its tribes,
Trodden to earth, imbruted, and despoiled,
Had knelt to them in worship; sacrifice
Had smoked on many an altar, temple roofs
Had echoed with the blasphemous prayer and hymn:
But thou, the great reformer of the world,
Tak'st off the sons of violence and fraud
In their green pupilage, their lore half learned--
Ere guilt has quite o'errun the simple heart
God gave them at their birth, and blotted out
His image. Thou dost mark them, flushed with hope,
As on the threshold of their vast designs
Doubtful and loose they stand, and strik'st them down.
Alas, I little thought that the stern power
Whose fearful praise I sung, would try me thus
Before the strain was ended. It must cease--
For he is in his grave who taught my youth
The art of verse, and in the bud of life
Offered me to the muses. Oh, cut off
Untimely! when thy reason in its strength,
Ripened by years of toil and studious search
And watch of Nature's silent lessons, taught
Thy hand to practise best the lenient art
To which thou gavest thy laborious days.
And, last, thy life. And, therefore, when the earth
Received thee, tears were in unyielding eyes
And on hard cheeks, and they who deemed thy skill
Delayed their death-hour, shuddered and turned pale
When thou wert gone. This faltering verse, which thou
Shalt not, as wont, o'erlook, is all I have
To offer at thy grave--this--and the hope
To copy thy example, and to leave
A name of which the wretched shall not think
As of an enemy's, whom they forgive
As all forgive the dead. Rest, therefore, thou
Whose early guidance trained my infant steps--
Rest, in the bosom of God, till the brief sleep
Of death is over, and a happier life
Shall dawn to waken thine insensible dust.
Now thou art not--and yet the men whose guilt
Has wearied Heaven for vengeance--he who bears
False witness--he who takes the orphan's bread,
And robs the widow--he who spreads abroad
Polluted hands in mockery of prayer,
Are left to cumber earth. Shuddering I look
On what is written, yet I blot not out
The desultory numbers--let them stand.
The record of an idle revery.
THE GROVES were God's first temples. Ere man learned
To hew the shaft and lay the architrave
And spread the roof above them¡ªere he framed
The lofty vault to gather and roll back
The sound of anthems; in the darkling wood 5
Amidst the cool and silence he knelt down
And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks
And supplication. For his simple heart
Might not resist the sacred influences
Which from the stilly twilight of the place 10
And from the gray old trunks that high in heaven
Mingled their mossy boughs and from the sound
Of the invisible breath that swayed at once
All their green tops stole over him and bowed
His spirit with the thought of boundless power 15
And inaccessible majesty. Ah why
Should we in the world's riper years neglect
God's ancient sanctuaries and adore
Only among the crowd and under roofs
That our frail hands have raised? Let me at least 20
Here in the shadow of this aged wood
Offer one hymn¡ªthrice happy if it find
Acceptance in His ear.
Father thy hand
Hath reared these venerable columns thou 25
Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down
Upon the naked earth and forthwith rose
All these fair ranks of trees. They in thy sun
Budded and shook their green leaves in thy breeze
And shot towards heaven. The century-living crow 30
Whose birth was in their tops grew old and died
Among their branches till at last they stood
As now they stand massy and tall and dark
Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold
Communion with his Maker. These dim vaults 35
These winding aisles of human pomp or pride
Report not. No fantastic carvings show
The boast of our vain race to change the form
Of thy fair works. But thou art here¡ªthou fill'st
The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds 40
That run along the summit of these trees
In music; thou art in the cooler breath
That from the inmost darkness of the place
Comes scarcely felt; the barky trunks the ground
The fresh moist ground are all instinct with thee. 45
Here is continual worship;¡ªNature here
In the tranquillity that thou dost love
Enjoys thy presence. Noiselessly around
From perch to perch the solitary bird
Passes; and yon clear spring that midst its herbs 50
Wells softly forth and wandering steeps the roots
Of half the mighty forest tells no tale
Of all the good it does. Thou hast not left
Thyself without a witness in these shades
Of thy perfections. Grandeur strength and grace 55
Are here to speak of thee. This mighty oak ¡ª
By whose immovable stem I stand and seem
Almost annihilated¡ªnot a prince
In all that proud old world beyond the deep
E'er wore his crown as loftily as he 60
Wears the green coronal of leaves with which
Thy hand has graced him. Nestled at his root
Is beauty such as blooms not in the glare
Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower
With scented breath and look so like a smile 65
Seems as it issues from the shapeless mould
An emanation of the indwelling Life
A visible token of the upholding Love
That are the soul of this great universe.
My heart is awed within me when I think 70
Of the great miracle that still goes on
In silence round me¡ªthe perpetual work
Of thy creation finished yet renewed
Forever. Written on thy works I read
The lesson of thy own eternity. 75
Lo! all grow old and die¡ªbut see again
How on the faltering footsteps of decay
Youth presses ¡ªever-gay and beautiful youth
In all its beautiful forms. These lofty trees
Wave not less proudly that their ancestors 80
Moulder beneath them. O there is not lost
One of earth's charms: upon her bosom yet
After the flight of untold centuries
The freshness of her far beginning lies
And yet shall lie. Life mocks the idle hate 85
Of his arch-enemy Death¡ªyea seats himself
Upon the tyrant's throne¡ªthe sepulchre
And of the triumphs of his ghastly foe
Makes his own nourishment. For he came forth
From thine own bosom and shall have no end. 90
There have been holy men who hid themselves
Deep in the woody wilderness and gave
Their lives to thought and prayer till they outlived
The generation born with them nor seemed
Less aged than the hoary trees and rocks 95
Around them;¡ªand there have been holy men
Who deemed it were not well to pass life thus.
But let me often to these solitudes
Retire and in thy presence reassure
My feeble virtue. Here its enemies 100
The passions at thy plainer footsteps shrink
And tremble and are still. O God! when thou
Dost scare the world with tempests set on fire
The heavens with falling thunderbolts or fill
With all the waters of the firmament 105
The swift dark whirlwind that uproots the woods
And drowns the villages; when at thy call
Uprises the great deep and throws himself
Upon the continent and overwhelms
Its cities¡ªwho forgets not at the sight 110
Of these tremendous tokens of thy power
His pride and lays his strifes and follies by?
O from these sterner aspects of thy face
Spare me and mine nor let us need the wrath
Of the mad unchain¨¨d elements to teach 115
Who rules them. Be it ours to meditate
In these calm shades thy milder majesty
And to the beautiful order of thy works
Learn to conform the order of our lives.
There is wind where the rose was,
Cold rain where sweet grass was,
And clouds like sheep
Stream o'er the steep
Grey skies where the lark was.
Nought warm where your hand was,
Nought gold where your hair was,
But phantom, forlorn,
Beneath the thorn,
Your ghost where your face was.
Cold wind where your voice was,
Tears, tears where my heart was,
And ever with me,
Child, ever with me,
Silence where hope was.
THE MELANCHOLY days have come the saddest of the year
Of wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sere;
Heaped in the hollows of the grove the autumn leaves lie dead;
They rustle to the eddying gust and to the rabbit's tread;
The robin and the wren are flown and from the shrubs the jay 5
And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.
Where are the flowers the fair young flowers that lately sprang and stood
In brighter light and softer airs a beauteous sisterhood?
Alas! they all are in their graves the gentle race of flowers
Are lying in their lowly beds with the fair and good of ours. 10
The rain is falling where they lie but the cold November rain
Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
The wind-flower and the violet they perished long ago
And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow;
But on the hill the goldenrod and the aster in the wood 15
And the blue sunflower by the brook in autumn beauty stood
Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven as falls the plague on men
And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland glade and glen.
And now when comes the calm mild day as still such days will come
To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home; 20
When the sound of dropping nuts is heard though all the trees are still
And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill
The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore
And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.
And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died 25
The fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side.
In the cold moist earth we laid her when the forests cast the leaf
And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief:
Yet not unmeet it was that one like that young friend of ours
So gentle and so beautiful should perish with the flowers. 30
THOU unrelenting Past!
Strong are the barriers round thy dark domain
And fetters sure and fast
Hold all that enter thy unbreathing reign.
Far in thy realm withdrawn 5
Old empires sit in sullenness and gloom
And glorious ages gone
Lie deep within the shadow of thy womb.
Childhood with all its mirth
Youth Manhood Age that draws us to the ground 10
And last Man's Life on earth
Glide to thy dim dominions and are bound.
Thou hast my better years;
Thou hast my earlier friends the good the kind
Yielded to thee with tears¡ª 15
The venerable form the exalted mind.
My spirit yearns to bring
The lost ones back¡ªyearns with desire intense
And struggles hard to wring
Thy bolts apart and pluck thy captives thence. 20
In vain; thy gates deny
All passage save to those who hence depart;
Nor to the streaming eye
Thou giv'st them back¡ªnor to the broken heart.
In thy abysses hide 25
Beauty and excellence unknown; to thee
Earth's wonder and her pride
Are gathered as the waters to the sea;
Labors of good to man
Unpublished charity unbroken faith 30
Love that midst grief began
And grew with years and faltered not in death.
Full many a mighty name
Lurks in thy depths unuttered unrevered;
With thee are silent fame 35
Forgotten arts and wisdom disappeared.
Thine for a space are they¡ª
Yet shalt thou yield thy treasures up at last:
Thy gates shall yet give way
Thy bolts shall fall inexorable Past! 40
All that of good and fair
Has gone into thy womb from earliest time
Shall then come forth to wear
The glory and the beauty of its prime.
They have not perished¡ªno! 45
Kind words remembered voices once so sweet
Smiles radiant long ago
And features the great soul's apparent seat.
All shall come back; each tie
Of pure affection shall be knit again; 50
Alone shall Evil die
And Sorrow dwell a prisoner in thy reign.
And then shall I behold
Him by whose kind paternal side I sprung
And her who still and cold 55
Fills the next grave¡ªthe beautiful and young.
ONCE this soft turf, this rivulet's sands,
Were trampled by a hurrying crowd,
And fiery hearts and arm¨¨d hands
Encountered in the battle-cloud.
Ah! never shall the land forget 5
How gushed the life-blood of her brave¡ª
Gushed, warm with hope and courage yet,
Upon the soil they fought to save.
Now all is calm, and fresh, and still;
Alone the chirp of flitting bird, 10
And talk of children on the hill,
And bell of wandering kine, are heard.
No solemn host goes trailing by
The black-mouthed gun and staggering wain;
Men start not at the battle-cry,¡ª 15
O, be it never heard again!
Soon rested those who fought; but thou
Who minglest in the harder strife
For truths which men receive not now,
Thy warfare only ends with life. 20
A friendless warfare! lingering long
Through weary day and weary year;
A wild and many-weaponed throng
Hang on thy front, and flank, and rear.
Yet nerve thy spirit to the proof, 25
And blench not at thy chosen lot,
The timid good may stand aloof,
The sage may frown¡ªyet faint thou not.
Nor heed the shaft too surely cast,
The foul and hissing bolt of scorn; 30
For with thy side shall dwell, at last,
The victory of endurance born.
Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again;
The eternal years of God are hers;
But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, 35
And dies among his worshippers.
Yea, though thou lie upon the dust,
When they who helped thee flee in fear,
Die full of hope and manly trust,
Like those who fell in battle here. 40
Another hand thy sword shall wield,
Another hand the standard wave,
Till from the trumpet's mouth is pealed
The blast of triumph o'er thy grave.
COME let us plant the apple-tree.
Cleave the tough greensward with the spade;
Wide let its hollow bed be made;
There gently lay the roots and there
Sift the dark mould with kindly care 5
And press it o'er them tenderly
As round the sleeping infant's feet
We softly fold the cradle sheet;
So plant we the apple-tree.
What plant we in this apple-tree? 10
Buds which the breath of summer days
Shall lengthen into leafy sprays;
Boughs where the thrush with crimson breast
Shall haunt and sing and hide her nest;
We plant upon the sunny lea 15
A shadow for the noontide hour
A shelter from the summer shower
When we plant the apple-tree.
What plant we in this apple-tree?
Sweets for a hundred flowery springs 20
To load the May-wind's restless wings
When from the orchard row he pours
Its fragrance through our open doors;
A world of blossoms for the bee
Flowers for the sick girl's silent room 25
For the glad infant sprigs of bloom
We plant with the apple-tree.
What plant we in this apple-tree!
Fruits that shall swell in sunny June
And redden in the August noon 30
And drop when gentle airs come by
That fan the blue September sky
While children come with cries of glee
And seek them where the fragrant grass
Betrays their bed to those who pass 35
At the foot of the apple-tree.
And when above this apple-tree
The winter stars are quivering bright
And winds go howling through the night
Girls whose young eyes o'erflow with mirth 40
Shall peel its fruit by cottage-hearth
And guests in prouder homes shall see
Heaped with the grape of Cintra's vine
And golden orange of the line
The fruit of the apple-tree. 45
The fruitage of this apple-tree
Winds and our flag of stripe and star
Shall bear to coasts that lie afar
Where men shall wonder at the view
And ask in what fair groves they grew; 50
And sojourners beyond the sea
Shall think of childhood's careless day
And long long hours of summer play
In the shade of the apple-tree.
Each year shall give this apple-tree 55
A broader flush of roseate bloom
A deeper maze of verdurous gloom
And loosen when the frost-clouds lower
The crisp brown leaves in thicker shower;
The years shall come and pass but we 60
Shall hear no longer where we lie
The summer's songs the autumn's sigh
In the boughs of the apple-tree.
And time shall waste this apple-tree.
Oh when its aged branches throw 65
Thin shadows on the ground below
Shall fraud and force and iron will
Oppress the weak and helpless still?
What shall the tasks of mercy be
Amid the toils the strifes the tears 70
Of those who live when length of years
Is wasting this little apple-tree?
Who planted this old apple-tree?
The children of that distant day
Thus to some aged man shall say; 75
And gazing on its mossy stem
The gray-haired man shall answer them:
A poet of the land was he,
Born in the rude but good old times;
'T is said he made some quaint old rhymes 80
On planting the apple-tree.
Yet one smile more, departing, distant sun!
One mellow smile through the soft vapoury air,
Ere, o'er the frozen earth, the loud winds ran,
Or snows are sifted o'er the meadows bare.
One smile on the brown hills and naked trees,
And the dark rocks whose summer wreaths are cast,
And the blue Gentian flower, that, in the breeze,
Nods lonely, of her beauteous race the last.
Yet a few sunny days, in which the bee
Shall murmur by the hedge that skim the way,
The cricket chirp upon the russet lea,
And man delight to linger in thy ray.
Yet one rich smile, and we will try to bear
The piercing winter frost, and winds, and darkened air.
TO HIM who in the love of Nature holds
Communion with her visible forms she speaks
A various language; for his gayer hours
She has a voice of gladness and a smile
And eloquence of beauty and she glides 5
Into his darker musings with a mild
And healing sympathy that steals away
Their sharpness ere he is aware. When thoughts
Of the last bitter hour come like a blight
Over thy spirit and sad images 10
Of the stern agony and shroud and pall
And breathless darkness and the narrow house
Make thee to shudder and grow sick at heart;¡ª
Go forth under the open sky and list
To Nature's teachings while from all around¡ª 15
Earth and her waters and the depths of air¡ª
Comes a still voice¡ªYet a few days and thee
The all-beholding sun shall see no more
In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground
Where thy pale form was laid with many tears 20
Nor in the embrace of ocean shall exist
Thy image. Earth that nourished thee shall claim
Thy growth to be resolved to earth again
And lost each human trace surrendering up
Thine individual being shalt thou go 25
To mix forever with the elements;
To be a brother to the insensible rock
And to the sluggish clod which the rude swain
Turns with his share and treads upon. The oak
Shall send his roots abroad and pierce thy mould. 30
Yet not to thine eternal resting-place
Shalt thou retire alone nor couldst thou wish
Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down
With patriarchs of the infant world ¡ªwith kings
The powerful of the earth ¡ªthe wise the good 35
Fair forms and hoary seers of ages past
All in one mighty sepulchre. The hills
Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun; the vales
Stretching in pensive quietness between;
The venerable woods¡ªrivers that move 40
In majesty and the complaining brooks
That make the meadows green; and poured round all
Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste ¡ª
Are but the solemn decorations all
Of the great tomb of man! The golden sun 45
The planets all the infinite host of heaven
Are shining on the sad abodes of death
Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread
The globe are but a handful to the tribes
That slumber in its bosom.¡ªTake the wings 50
Of morning pierce the Barcan wilderness
Or lose thyself in the continuous woods
Where rolls the Oregon and hears no sound
Save his own dashings ¡ªyet the dead are there:
And millions in those solitudes since first 55
The flight of years began have laid them down
In their last sleep¡ªthe dead reign there alone.
So shalt thou rest; and what if thou withdraw
In silence from the living and no friend
Take note of thy departure? All that breathe 60
Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh
When thou art gone the solemn brood of care
Plod on and each one as before will chase
His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave
Their mirth and their employments and shall come 65
And make their bed with thee. As the long train
Of ages glide away the sons of men
The youth in life's green spring and he who goes
In the full strength of years matron and maid
The speechless babe and the gray-headed man¡ª 70
Shall one by one be gathered to thy side
By those who in their turn shall follow them.
So live that when thy summons comes to join
The innumerable caravan which moves
To that mysterious realm where each shall take 75
His chamber in the silent halls of death
Thou go not like the quarry-slave at night
Scourged to his dungeon but sustained and soothed
By an unfaltering trust approach thy grave
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch 80
About him and lies down to pleasant dreams.
I GAZED upon the glorious sky
And the green mountains round
And thought that when I came to lie
At rest within the ground
'T were pleasant that in flowery June 5
When brooks send up a cheerful tune
And groves a joyous sound
The sexton's hand my grave to make
The rich green mountain-turf should break.
A cell within the frozen mould 10
A coffin borne through sleet
And icy clods above it rolled
While fierce the tempests beat¡ª
Away!¡ªI will not think of these¡ª
Blue be the sky and soft the breeze 15
Earth green beneath the feet
And be the damp mould gently pressed
Into my narrow place of rest.
There through the long long summer hours
The golden light should lie 20
And thick young herbs and groups of flowers
Stand in their beauty by.
The oriole should build and tell
His love-tale close beside my cell;
The idle butterfly 25
Should rest him there and there be heard
The housewife bee and humming-bird.
And what if cheerful shouts at noon
Come from the village sent
Or song of maids beneath the moon 30
With fairy laughter blent?
And what if in the evening light
Betroth¨¨d lovers walk in sight
Of my low monument?
I would the lovely scene around 35
Might know no sadder sight nor sound.
I know that I no more should see
The season's glorious show
Nor would its brightness shine for me
Nor its wild music flow; 40
But if around my place of sleep
The friends I love should come to weep
They might not haste to go.
Soft airs and song and light and bloom
Should keep them lingering by my tomb. 45
These to their softened hearts should bear
The thought of what has been
And speak of one who cannot share
The gladness of the scene;
Whose part in all the pomp that fills 50
The circuit of the summer hills
Is that his grave is green;
And deeply would their hearts rejoice
To hear again his living voice.
HOW shall I know thee in the sphere which keeps
The disembodied spirits of the dead
When all of thee that time could wither sleeps
And perishes among the dust we tread?
For I shall feel the sting of ceaseless pain 5
If there I meet thy gentle presence not;
Nor hear the voice I love nor read again
In thy serenest eyes the tender thought.
Will not thy own meek heart demand me there?
That heart whose fondest throbs to me were given¡ª 10
My name on earth was ever in thy prayer
And wilt thou never utter it in heaven?
In meadows fanned by heaven's life-breathing wind
In the resplendence of that glorious sphere
And larger movements of the unfettered mind 15
Wilt thou forget the love that joined us here?
The love that lived through all the stormy past
And meekly with my harsher nature bore
And deeper grew and tenderer to the last
Shall it expire with life and be no more? 20
A happier lot than mine and larger light
Await thee there for thou hast bowed thy will
In cheerful homage to the rule of right
And lovest all and renderest good for ill.
For me the sordid cares in which I dwell 25
Shrink and consume my heart as heat the scroll;
And wrath has left its scar¡ªthat fire of hell
Has left its frightful scar upon my soul.
Yet though thou wear'st the glory of the sky
Wilt thou not keep the same belov¨¨d name 30
The same fair thoughtful brow and gentle eye
Lovelier in heaven's sweet climate yet the same?
Shalt thou not teach me in that calmer home
The wisdom that I learned so ill in this¡ª
The wisdom which is love¡ªtill I become 35
Thy fit companion in that land of bliss?
Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs
No school of long experience, that the world
Is full of guilt and misery, and hast seen
Enough of all its sorrows, crimes, and cares,
To tire thee of it, enter this wild wood
And view the haunts of nature. The calm shade
Shall bring a kindred calm, and the sweet breeze
That makes the green leaves dance, shall waft a balm
To thy sick heart. Thou wilt find nothing here
Of all that pained thee in the haunts of men,
And made thee loathe thy life. The primal curse
Fell, it is true, upon the unsinning earth,
But not in vengance. God hath yoked to guilt
Her pale tormentor, Misery. Hence these shades
Are still the abode of gladness; the thick roof
Of green and stirring branches is alive
And musical with birds, that sing and sport
In wantonness of spirit; while below
The squirrel, with raised paws and form erect,
Chirps merrily. Throngs of insects in the shade
Try their thin wings and dance in the warm beam.
That waked them into life. Even the green trees
Partake the deep contentment; as they bend
To the soft winds, the sun from the blue sky
Looks in and sheds a blessing on the scene.
Scarce less the cleft-born wildflower seems to enjoy
Existence, than the winged plunderer
That sucks its sweets. The mossy rocks themselves,
And the old and ponderous trunks of prostrate trees
That lead from knoll to knoll a causeway rude,
Or bridge the sunken brook, and their dark roots,
With all their roots upon them, twisting high,
Breathe fixed tranquility. The rivulet
Sends forth glad sounds, and tripping o'er its bed
Of pebbly sands, or leaping down the rocks
Seems, with continuous laughter, to rejoice
In its own being. Softly tread the marge,
Lest from her midway perch thou scare the wren
That dips her bill in water. The cool wind,
That stirs the stream in play, shall come to thee,
Like one that loves thee nor will let thee pass
Ungreeted, and shall give its light embrace.
Matron! the children of whose love,
Each to his grave, in youth have passed,
And now the mould is heaped above
The dearest and the last!
Bride! who dost wear the widow's veil
Before the wedding flowers are pale!
Ye deem the human heart endures
No deeper, bitterer grief than yours.
Yet there are pangs of keener wo,
Of which the sufferers never speak,
Nor to the world's cold pity show
The tears that scald the cheek,
Wrung from their eyelids by the shame
And guilt of those they shrink to name,
Whom once they loved, with cheerful will,
And love, though fallen and branded, still.
Weep, ye who sorrow for the dead,
Thus breaking hearts their pain relieve;
And graceful are the tears ye shed,
And honoured ye who grieve.
The praise of those who sleep in earth,
The pleasant memory of their worth,
The hope to meet when life is past,
Shall heal the tortured mind at last.
But ye, who for the living lost
That agony in secret bear,
Who shall with soothing words accost
The strength of your despair?
Grief for your sake is scorn for them
Whom ye lament and all condemn;
And o'er the world of spirits lies
A gloom from which ye turn your eyes.


text:
Welcome to Mariner's Village
Where the Dream of Oceanfront Living Becomes Reality
Do you dream of living amongst a vibrant coastal community? Do you imagine waking each morning to stunning mountain views? Do you long to hear the sound of the ocean from your private balcony?
Now you can, at Mariner's Village.
With Phase 1 condominiums and townhomes still available, Mariner's Village makes the dream of seaside living within reach.
Situated in picturesque Sooke, BC overlooking Sooke harbour and the Olympic Mountains, this beautiful oceanfront property is quite possibly the most exciting real-estate opportunity on the market today. With its innovative concept, Mariner's Village balances resort-style luxuries with conveniences and accessibility suitable for everyday living. The only of its kind in the Sooke Region, this spectacular 12-acre oceanfront property offers spacious, value-driven condominiums and townhomes, nestled among a marina and vibrant mix of retail and commercial space.
Navigator's Pointe is the Phase 1 multi-building condominium and townhome development at Mariner's Village. Each well-positioned building, situated on a natural sloping landscape, has been thoughtfully planned to optimize stunning ocean and mountain views. Interiors offer contemporary open floor plans, floor to ceiling windows and oversized outdoor deck spaces. Featuring modern interior and exterior design, first-rate amenities and a pristine marina setting, Mariner's Village sets the benchmark for oceanfront property development.
Come for the outstanding view; come back for the shops, restaurants and world-class amenities; stay for the one-of-a-kind lifestyle that is Mariner's Village.
With 85% of residences sold, Phase 1 is now completed with Phase 2 coming soon. Call or visit the Mariner's Village Sales Centre today; the dream of seaside living is within reach at Mariner's Village.


text:
Sweet mango and spicy jalapeños combine in a versatile condiment that's delicious with seafood, pork or poultry. You control the heat by adjusting the amount of jalapeños you use and eliminating the seeds for a milder sauce.
Easy and quick to make, this flavorful sauce may become a staple in your pantry! The recipe makes about 1-1/2 cups of sauce.
Prep time: 15 min | Cook time: 30 min | Total time: 45 min | 12 Servings
1 lb
ripe Earthbound Farm Organic Mangos (peeled, pitted and finely chopped, about 1-1/2 cups)
1 ½ cups
(packed) light brown sugar
⅓ cup
White wine vinegar
jalapeño peppers (thinly sliced with seeds optional, or to taste)
¼ cup
finely diced Earthbound Farm Organic Red Onion
1 Tbsp
minced garlic
½ tsp
Place the mangos, sugar, vinegar, jalapeños, onion, garlic and salt in a large saucepan. Bring to a boil over high heat. Reduce the heat to medium-low and simmer the mixture for 15 minutes. Cool and then refrigerate for up to 1 week.
The sauce can also be transferred into sterilized jars, sealed and processed for canning, if you prefer.
Get recipes, tips and exclusive coupons delivered straight to your inbox. You could save $50 a year!