To love these books, and harmless tea,
Has always been my foible,
Yet will I ne’er forgetful be
To read my Psalms and Bible.
Travels I like, and history too,
Or entertaining fiction;
Novels and plays I’d have a few,
If sense and proper diction.
I love a natural harmless song,
But I cannot sing like Handel;
Deprived of such resource, the tongue
Is sure employed — in scandal.
— Christian Milne, To A Lady Who Said It Was Sinful To Read Novels
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John in Philly
/ February 23, 2017The list of things I cannot do well is much longer than the list of things I do well. (I am particularly envious of those who sing, and those who write)
But when I am reading that doesn’t matter.
And even though you are in Day 306 of a year of Poetry, my attempts to comment in poetry have been so terrible they haven’t seen the light of day. Sigh
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daddybear71
/ February 24, 2017Reading is my one true escape. I can’t watch a movie without getting distracted, but when I climb into a book, I’m not home anymore. Please feel free to leave a message.
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