Time to Live

Time to Live

  • Aileen Aroon

    When like the early rose,
    Eileen Aroon!
    Beauty in childhood blows,
    Eileen Aroon!
    When, like a diadem,
    Buds blush around the stem,
    Which is the fairest gem?—
    Eileen Aroon!

    Is it the laughing eye,
    Eileen Aroon!
    Is it the timid sigh,
    Eileen Aroon!
    Is it the tender tone,
    Soft as the stringed harp’s moan?
    O, it is truth alone,—
    Eileen Aroon!

    When like the rising day,
    Eileen Aroon!
    Love sends his early ray,
    Eileen Aroon!
    What makes his dawning glow,
    Changeless through joy or woe?
    Only the constant know:—
    Eileen Aroon!

    I know a valley fair,
    Eileen Aroon!
    I knew a cottage there,
    Eileen Aroon!
    Far in that valley’s shade
    I knew a gentle maid,
    Flower of a hazel glade,—
    Eileen Aroon!

    Who in the song so sweet?
    Eileen Aroon!
    Who in the dance so fleet?
    Eileen Aroon!
    Dear were her charms to me
    Dearer her laughter free,
    Dearest her constancy,—
    Eileen Aroon!

    Were she no longer true,
    Eileen Aroon!
    What should her lover do?
    Eileen Aroon!
    Fly with his broken chain
    Far o’er the sounding main,
    Never to love again,—
    Eileen Aroon!

    Youth must with time decay,
    Eileen Aroon!
    Beauty must fade away,
    Eileen Aroon!
    Castles are sacked in war,
    Chieftains are scattered far,
    Truth is a fixèd star,—

    Gerald Griffin

  • Give Me Liberty …

    The world has never had a good definition of the word liberty, and the American people, just now, are much in want of one. We all declare for liberty; but in using the same word we do not all mean the same thing.

    With some the word liberty may mean for each man to do as he pleases with himself, and the product of his labor; while with others the same word may mean for some men to do as they please with other men, and the product of other men’s labor.

    Here are two, not only different, but incompatible things, called by the same name, liberty. And it follows that each of the things is, by the respective parties, called by two different and incompatible names — liberty and tyranny. Abraham Lincoln

  • Sausage and Squash Soup

  • Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.

    Henry David Thoreau

  • Be yourself; everyone else is already taken. Oscar Wilde

  • On the Lake, Georgia O’Keefe

  • The Straight and Narrow

    Mencius calls Benevolence man’s mind, and Rectitude or Righteousness his path. “How lamentable is it to neglect the path and not pursue it, to lose the mind and not know to seek it again! When men’s fowls and dogs are lost, they know to seek for them again, but they lose their mind and do not know to seek for it. Mencius