Image: The Metropolitan Museum of Art. This painting by William Merritt Chase is called, “Seventeenth Century Lady.” Why, I do not know, for the dress is definitely not 17th century, it is from the 19th century.
I have just returned home from Covent Garden where I participated in an audition for Andrew Lloyd Webber’s new production of The Wizard of Oz. It was a very interesting experience and rewarding on numerous levels. I arrived at the Kingsway Hotel where I found a long line stretching around the corner from the hotel entrance. There were… Read on
Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest Now is the time that face should form another; Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest, Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother. For where is she so fair whose unear’d womb Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry? Or who is he so fond will be… Read on
If you will not fight for right when you can easily win without blood shed; if you will not fight when your victory is sure and not too costly; you may come to the moment when you will have to fight with all the odds against you and only a precarious chance of survival. There may even be… Read on
WRITTEN IN DISGUST OF VULGAR SUPERSTITION The church bells toll a melancholy round, Calling the people to some other prayers, Some other gloominess, more dreadful cares, More harkening to the sermon’s horrid sound. Surely the mind of man is closely bound In some black spell; seeing that each one tears Himself from fireside joys, and Lydian airs, And… Read on
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822): The fountains mingle with the rivers And the rivers with the oceans, The winds of heaven mix forever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one spirit meet and mingle Why not I with thine? See the mountains kiss high heaven And the waves… Read on