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My Lady Tongue: December 2005
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My little diary of women in literature.well, and of a good many other things too. Wednesday, December 21, 2005. Long stretches of what looks like ghostly lakes become clear under the winter moon - fields of snow! And, as the plane neared Chicago, we skirted over the city and cold Lake Michigan, and it looked like one of the corners of the world. The exhilaration became too much for me, and I motioned and pointed my fellow travelers to look out the window - "Look! Posted by M' Lady's Topsail @ 7:10 PM.
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My Lady Tongue: May 2006
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My little diary of women in literature.well, and of a good many other things too. Tuesday, May 30, 2006. Yep, today is St. Joan of Arc's Feast Day. I thought I'd copy down this prayer for faith in her honor. Viva la pucelle! Jesus, Mary, We love you. Save Souls. Posted by M' Lady's Topsail @ 10:22 AM. Wednesday, May 17, 2006. The riddles of God are more satisfying than the solutions of man." - Introduction to the Book of Job, 1907. Posted by M' Lady's Topsail @ 10:07 AM. View my complete profile.
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My Lady Tongue: January 2006
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My little diary of women in literature.well, and of a good many other things too. Tuesday, January 31, 2006. In view of the fact that I've been wading through Middle English poetry of late, I thought I'd throw in a riddle this week. There are over 80 Anglo-Saxon Riddles left to us, most of them found in the Exeter Book (Manuscript). The language and use of metaphor are both quite fine - Enjoy! Biþ foldan dæl fægre gegierwed. Part of the earth grows lovely and grim. Mid þy heardestan ond mid þy scearpestan.
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My Lady Tongue: September 2005
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My little diary of women in literature.well, and of a good many other things too. Tuesday, September 27, 2005. The Two Sides of Beatrice. And Benedick, love on; I will requite thee,. Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand.". Oh, God, that I were a man! I would eat his heart in the marketplace.". Could the same character, indeed a woman, have said two such things? Why does Beatrice, surely the 'strongest' woman in this play, suddenly succomb to this wild desire? Posted by M' Lady's Topsail @ 7:03 PM.
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My Lady Tongue: April 2006
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My little diary of women in literature.well, and of a good many other things too. Thursday, April 27, 2006. Why do we thus attribute free will to a conglomeration of wires and plastic? Why does the genius of man always seem so good at making him look utterly foolish? I cannot feign to answer these burning questions - at least, rationally; however, I will venture to say that the real answer does not reside in technology so much as it actually. In it The revelation? I have had a most rare. OK, folks. I...
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My Lady Tongue: October 2005
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My little diary of women in literature.well, and of a good many other things too. Thursday, October 13, 2005. Twelfth Night: Olivia Uncut. If any of you have ever played Olivia on stage or screen, you may appreciate the following thoughts. If this costume proves anything, it goes to show that humanity did fall by the force of gravity.". To be sick of self-love and taste with a distempered appetite.". Definition of my own malady. Does the grabbing start now? Let the grabbing commence! Ex Nihilo, Nihil Fit.
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My Lady Tongue: June 2006
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My little diary of women in literature.well, and of a good many other things too. Friday, June 30, 2006. Living in the Mercy of God. Jesus, we trust in You. Quote from Levertov's "Stream and Sapphire"). Posted by M' Lady's Topsail @ 3:50 PM. Park Ridge, Illinois, United States. This blog is written for captains, er, mothers, who at times may feel that their house is run by pirates, er, children. View my complete profile. Feather on the Breath of God. Land of the Hidden Premise. Ex Nihilo, Nihil Fit.
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Heeding the Crocodiles: 11/01/2003 - 12/01/2003
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Thursday, November 27, 2003. Not much time to post, as I am cooking the Thanksgiving feast for my. Family and a couple of friends. I'm busy, but thankful-very, very,. Thankful. We have a nice home, healthy and happy children, and good. Friends. I have a wife I don't deserve, great children, and a good job. And cable people never come to my house. Links to this post. Wednesday, November 26, 2003. Hurry, it could end at any second! Or was it disproportionate? Would this beauty then have been commonplace?
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Heeding the Crocodiles: A Polite Altercation
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Sunday, May 10, 2009. Me: Why did you honk at me? I didn't pull out in front of you. Him: Where's your helmet, dude! You're not supposed to be out here, you gotta walk your bike across the crosswalk! I don't have to do that. Him: Dude, you're riding without a helmet, and you can't be out in the street like this, you're going to get killed! Him: Don't talk to me about rules! You gotta wear a helmet, dude-you'll get killed. Very, very strange. Ior, auritulus cinereus. Links to this post:. Some sort of music.
