Showing posts with label Memory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Memory. Show all posts

Wednesday, 8 September 2010

George Meredith "Sonnet to your eyes" Poem animation

Heres a virtual movie of the English poet and novelist George Meredith reading his sonnet "Lady, this my sonnet to your eyes" (" Modern Love XXX: What Are We First") from his 50-poem sequence of 16-line sonnets called "Modern Love". Iwhich has also been called "a novelette in sonnet form". George Meredith, OM (February 12, 1828 May 18, 1909) was an English novelist and poet during the Victorian era. George Meredith, English author and poet, is known for his romantic comedy writings. He is famous for The Egoist, considered his masterpiece. Notable for his brilliant prose, Oscar Wilde described him as 'a prose Browning.' His critical essay On Comedy and the Uses of the Comic Spirit (1897) is a highly regarded comedy in literature. Early Life of George Meredith George Meredith was born on February 12, 1828, in Portsmouth, southern England. He was the son of a tailor and claimed to be descended from Welsh princes. His mother's family had set aside money to pay for his education. Part of his education was at a school in Germany run by the Moravian Church at Neuwied, a Protestant group. Early Works and Marital Life At the age of 17, he began his career as an apprentice to a lawyer but more interested in writing, he soon gave up law to write poems and articles in magazines. At 21, he married the widowed daughter of Thomas Love Peacock, Mary Ellen Nicholls. He first published the short work prose, The Shaving of Shagpat, when he was 27 years old. It is a fantastic tale in ...

Friday, 4 June 2010

How Do I Love Thee to the tune of Love Letters

An interesting combination of songs by Liberace, playing Love Letters (1945) while reciting How Do I Love Thee (1850) (posted by request) How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43) by Elizabeth Barrett Browning How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. LOVE LETTERS The sky may be starless, The night may be moonless, But deep in my heart there's a glow. For deep in my heart I know that you love me. You love me because you told me so. CHORUS: Love letters straight from your heart Keep us so near while apart. I'm not alone in the night When I can have all the love you write. *I memorize ev'ry line, I kiss the name that you sign. And, darling, then I read again right from the start Love letters straight from your heart. I memorize ev'ry line, I kiss the name that you sign. And, darling, then I read again right from the start Love letters straight from your heart.