#graceful lily of the valley(mari);;

[tales-of-a-wilted-sunflower]

“I won’t let you hurt him anymore!”

[ AU crossover art based on Memes are always a recipe for banger artwork xD Art credit goes to the lovely mun of @ask-bad-end-sunny for another wonderful work of art ]

[sitpwgs]

books read in 2024!

books read so far: 81/100

— gr: http://goodreads.com/cossettereads — sg: https://app.thestorygraph.com/profile/cossettereads

as always, askbox + dms are open if have any questions or would like to chat about books! 🤍

⊹ indicates any (new) favorites of the month! previous months are under the cut!

july ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ

1) firekeeper's daughter by angeline boulley (audiobook) ⊹ 2) born to run by bruce springsteen (audiobook) 3) it had to be you by eliza jane brazier 4) the great gatsby by f. scott fitzgerald (reread; annotated) 5) death on the nile by agatha christie (audiobook) 6) blue sisters by coco mellors (arc) ⊹ 7) juniper and thorn by ava reid (audiobook) 8) the villain edit by laurie devore ⊹

january ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

1) beach read by emily henry (reread) 2) on palestine by noam chomsky & ilan pappé 3) valley verified by kyla zhao (gifted) 4) the wind at my back: resilience, grace, and other gifts from my mentor, raven wilkinson by misty copeland & susan fales-hill (gifted) 5) check please: year one by ngozi ukazu (reread) 6) check please: year two by ngozi ukazu (reread) 7) check please: year three by ngozi ukazu (reread) 8) check please: year four by ngozi ukazu (reread) 9) raiders of the lost heart by jo segura (gifted) 10) the frame-up by gwenda bond (arc) 11) everything i never told you by celeste ng ⊹ 12) forgive me not by jennifer baker (gifted) 13) ever after always by chloe liese (gifted) 14) the summer of bitter and sweet by jen ferguson (gifted) 15) the lily of ludgate hill by mimi matthews (gifted) 16) last call at the local by sarah grunder ruiz (gifted) ⊹ 17) the sun and the void by gabriela romero-lacruz (gifted) 18) a line in the dark by malinda lo (gifted) 19) biting the hand: growing up asian in black and white america by julia lee (gifted) 20) play it as it lays by joan didion

february ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

1) mister hockey by lia riley * 2) collide by bal khabra (arc) * 3) a curious beginning by deanna raybourn (gifted) 4) breaking the ice by k.r. collins * 5) if only you by chloe liese (gifted) * 6) anxious people by frederik backman ⊹ 7) the catch by amy lea (gifted) 8) weekends with you by alexandra paige (arc) 9) happily never after by lynn painter (arc) 10) klara and the sun by kazuo ishiguro 11) good material by dolly alderton 12) in the event this doesn't fall apart by shannon lee barry 13) the night ends with fire (arc) by k.x. song 14) the good, the bad, and the aunties (arc) by jesse q. sutanto 15) where sleeping girls lie (arc) by faridah àbíké-íyímídé 16) sophomore surge by k.r. collins * 17) lighting the lamp by k.r. collins * 18) glove save and a beauty by k.r. collins * 19) home ice advantage by k.r. collins * 20) power play by k.r. collins * 21) grounded by k.r. collins * 22) line chemistry by k.r. collins *

march ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

1) happy medium by sarah adler (arc) 2) a darker shade of magic by v.e. schwab (audiobook) 3) expiration dates by rebecca serle (arc) 4) divine rivals by rebecca ross (book club) 5) the siren by katherine st. john (gifted) 6) light in gaza edited by jehad abusalim 7) how to end a love story by yulin kuang (arc) // reviewed here 8) rising from the deep: the seattle kraken, a tenacious push for expansion, and the emerald city's sports revival by geoff baker 9) les misérables by victor hugo (reread)

april ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

1) the goodbye cat by hiro arikawa (reread) 2) the traveling cat chronicles by hiro arikawa (reread) 3) this is me trying by racquel marie (arc) 4) kill her twice by stacey lee (arc) 5) the pairing by casey mcquiston (arc) 6) swiped by l.m. chilton (arc) 7) lies and weddings by kevin kwan (arc) 8) the odyssey by homer (audiobook)

may ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

1) this summer will be different by carley fortune (arc) 2) the viscount who loved me by julia quinn (reread) 3) romancing mister bridgerton by julia quinn (reread) 4) the iliad by homer (narrated by audra mcdonald) (audiobook) 5) a novel love story by ashley poston (arc) 6) when he was wicked by julia quinn (reread) 7) a banh mi for two by trinity nguyen (arc) 8) the secret garden by frances hodgson burnett (audiobook)

june ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ

1) lessons in chemistry by bonnie garmus 2) the phantom of the opera by gaston leroux (audiobook) 3) you, with a view by jessica joyce 4) s. by j.j. abrams & doug dorst 5) the hunchback of the notre dame (audiobook) A

[kokkoomoriau]

Main cast's flowers and their meanings.

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Basil: Sunflower. Loyalty, admiration, positivity and hope in difficult times.

Sunny: White tulip. Forgiveness, purity, innocence, love and devotion.

Mari: Lily of the Valley. Humility, redemption, sincerity, divinity and elegance.

Hero: Rose. Love, beauty and passion. (Red: Love. Orange: Passion. Yellow: Friendship. White: Purity. Blue: Mystery. Black: Death.)

Aubrey: Gladiolus. Strenght of character, moral integrity, faithfulness and honor.

Kel: Cactus. Endurance, courage, protection, adaptability and inner strenght.

Amelie: Calendula. Remembrance, grief, sorrow, grace and joy.

Kazuki: Geranium. Positive energy, peace, health and resilience.

[mysterysoulrider]

Ssoblr's ingame servers - Masterpost

Hii! I got lots of replies to my question as to which server everyone is on so I decided to create a post where it'll be very easy to see who are on the server that you're on.

If you want to be removed, added or have anything changed -> shoot me a message (alts (that you use) are welcome too!)

ps. make sure to click on my account to see the updated post as reblogs only show the post as it was at that certain moment.

Australia / New Zealand Fire Star - Cassandra Shadownight (@jorvegian-nights) - Lily Wolfstorm (jorvikpresident) - Toby Mistbrooke (@jorvikcity)

Sunbeam Palace - Luciana Nightweb (@hikolu) - Zelda Snowward (zzeldasnowward)

DenmarkLicorice Heaven - Vivian Toadhome (jorvikcity)

Finland Carrot Cove - Alexis Lowpeak (@horsegamerants)

France Blueberry Mountain - Lana Windriver (@graphi-horse-time)

Frozen Field - Athena Rockstorm (athena-of-jorvik)

Germany Autumn Star - Michelle Skydaughter (@lilakennedy)

Rainbow Galaxy - Montana Opalheart (@sso-montana)

Hungary Coconut Mountain - Dusty Beachbeach (@ouh-three)

Netherlands Dandelion Hill - Corinne Eaglebridge (@corinne-eaglebridge-sso)

Magnolia Island - Ylva Moonwell (@ylvaslooks)

Misty Mountain - Felicia Sapphiresong (@feliciasapphiresong) - Hayden Pinegoat (zzeldasnowward) - Liv Mysteryhome (mysterysoulrider)

Penguin Pond - Alice Friendside (@sso-alice)

Strawberry Meadow - Cadence Moonborn (@cryptid-deity)

North America Cherry Island - Adelaide Oldburg (@adelaideoldburg) - Susanne Proudleaf (@mufiy-valcuse)

Freezing Crater - Allison Nightstar (@sso-noodlelord) - Elsa Seadawn (@twracehorse) - Kit Farwild (jorvikcity) - Sasha Swifthurricane (sasha-swifthurricane)

Frost Valley - Brooke Tidegarden (@lisasprideflag) - Evangeline Eveninglove (@evangelineeveninglove) - Zelda Bowsmith (@jorvikzelda)

Maple Star - Carolina Strawberrystream (@strawberrystreamfields)

Night Sprinkles - Appolinariya Cometsky (@a-cometsky) - Avery Cuteman (@yasminewestbank) - Cadence Sparrowburg (@cadencesparrowburg) - Capri Mouseflower (@foryouthegays bf) - Emma Wolfheart (@emma-wolfheart) - Eva Masterbear (@valedale-rose) - Evelyn Northbank (@algirdasgiedraitis) - Grace Topazlion (@telemutt) - Lily Dolphinbook (@dumbhorsegameblog) - Lucy Flowerhill (@mistfallenjoyer) - Marie Silentfall (@foggy-milk) - Maya Sweetpoulos (mayasweetpoulos) - Sasha Shadowforce (sasha-swifthurricane) - Sam Papabear (mysterysoulrider) - Siri Greenhaven (@sirigreenhaven) - Susan Southhome (@socksonvideo) - Vera Lavagale (@zzeldasnowward) - Viktoria Ravenstorm (@foryouthegays) - Willow Crazytree (@can-of-pringles) - Zoey Pineheart (@everwindfields)

Poppy Moon - Esther Darkdragon (@esther-darkdragon) - Svea Darkdragon (@svea-darkdragon)

Stormy Pear - Blake Silvercrest (@starstablegeek) - Hannah Ponytree (@dinosaurvalley)

Poland Cookie Kingdom - Aurora Wisefall (@aurorahasanexistentialcrisis)

Sunbeam Meadow - Lana Shadowhouse (@najmiska)

Sweden Air star - Bella Highgirl (@bellassoblr)

Avocado Island - Jiao Catgirl (@djungelskogbear) - Kit Orangecat (mysterysoulrider) - Yasmine Westbank (yasminewestbank) - Zelda Axewatcher (jorvikzelda) - Zelda Snowcat (zzeldasnowward)

Marshmallow Clouds - Felicia Wolfpaw (feliciawolfpaw)

United Kingdom Candy Cove - Charlie Rainford (@charlierainfordsso)

Coconut Island - Clarisse Darkfire (barricade-moonriser) - Dakota Gloomsmith (barricade-moonriser) - Dalka Lightningwalker (barricade-moonriser)

Cupcake Valley - Daniella Bunnywood (@ro-sso) - Esther Northberg (@northberg)

Snowflake Island - Brooklyn Eveningsky (@brookevesky)

West Europe Spring Star - Adelaide Froglake (@froggistain)

[anastpaul]

Quote/s of the Day – 8 September – The Blessed Virgin Mary, Mother of God

Quote/s of the Day – 8 September – Feast of theNativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary “She is the flower of the fieldfrom whom bloomedthe precious Lily of the Valley.” St Augustine (354-430)Father & Doctor of Grace “And some seed fell on good ground”Luke 8:8 “Rejoice, O Mary, House of the Lord,earth trodden by the Footsteps of God…Rejoice, O Paradisemore happy than the Garden of Eden,where every…

[odoroussavourssweet]

Sephora perfumes quick takes:

Givenchy Pi

Alberto Morillas, the man who created the 90s -- Pleasures, cK One, Acqua di Gio, Mugler Cologne, Marc Jacobs Daisy

Notes: mandarin, tarragon, rosemary, basil; anise, neroli, geranium, lily of the valley; vanilla, almond, tonka, benzoin, cedar

a mildly pleasant, sweet, biscuit-y thing, plus abstract woody-amber corporateness. Surprisingly likable.

Tom Ford Soleil Neige

"the nose behind this fragrance is Givaudan" lololol

Notes: bergamot, carrot seeds; orange blossom, white flowers, jasmine, rose; benzoin, vanilla, labdanum

weirdly it does make me think of sun on snow! I don't know why that has a smell!

YSL Libre

Moses: Anne Flipo & Carlos Benaim

lavender, orange, black currant, petigrain; lavender, orange blossom, jasmine; vanilla, ambergris, cedar

I'm surprised how much I like this! it's orange blossom, with a little weirdness in the opening that's apparently supposed to be lavender. I just like orange blossom, I guess. It smells good. Until the drydown, of course, which is cheap and tinny.

Armani Code

Nose: Antoine Lie

lemon, bergamot; star anise, olive blossom, guaiac; leather, tonka, tobacco

nasty, hostile, stinky-smoky-chemical top. It smells like a terrible person who enjoys hurting people. A fruity note underneath poking through, like orange, that might have been okay in a different perfume.

Twilly d'Hermes

Nose: Christine Nagel

Notes: ginger, bitter orange, bergamot; tuberose, orange blossom, jasmine; sandalwood, vanilla

a very fruity, pink, squeaky-clean tuberose; I might have liked it at age 13 when "dressing up" with real grownup feminine accoutrements was exciting. Too juvenile for me now, but I'll give it to her, the drydown is graceful and not screechy.

Dior Addict

Nose: Thierry Wasser

Notes: blackberry, mandarin; jasmine, night blooming cereus, orange blossom, rose; vanilla, tonka, sandalwood

playdoh top; sweet "vanilla" bottom. could conceivably have been worse, but that's a low fucking bar.

Gucci Memoire d'Une Odeur

Nose: Alberto Morillas

Notes: chamomile, almond; musk, jasmine; sandalwood, cedar, vanilla

super faint, pleasant enough floral, smells like the soap in an old-fashioned Paris hotel with black-and-white tile bathrooms. Fine for what it is, I guess.

Chanel Gabrielle

Nose: Olivier Polge

Notes: grapefruit, mandarin, blackcurrant; orange blossom, jasmine, ylang-ylang, tuberose, lily of the valley, pear, pink pepper; musk, sandalwood, cashmeran, orris

The thinnest, most nondescript synthetic floral imaginable. It doesn't smell outright bad, but it's basically a shrug in scent form.

Jo Malone Mimosa & Cardamom

Nose: Marie Salamagne

actually kind of nice, with the mildly cardboardy scent that mimosa can often have. a decent light-tan scent that isn’t too cliche.

Tom Ford Bitter Peach

peach, blood orange, cardamom, heliotrope; rum, cognac, davana, jasmine; patchouli, sandalwood, vanilla, tonka, cashmeran, benzoin, labdanum, styrax, vetiver

smells like peach, with, yes, more of a bitter-almond vibe and some pleasant tartness.

Do I want to smell like a peach? No. Do I like smelling it on the strip? Yeah.

Jo Malone Poppy & Barley

Notes: fig, blackcurrant, violet; wheat, powdery notes, poppy; barley, white musk, bran

nah. since poppies have no scent, they went with a fruity-powdery thing I find unpleasant.

Jo Malone Myrrh & Tonka

Notes: lavender, myrrh, tonka, vanilla, almond

it fits the "dark and sweet" expectations, but with so much "evil vibes" that I don't actually enjoy it.

Jo Malone Fig & Lotus Flower

Screechy chemical aquatic.

Lancome Idole

Notes: pear, bergamot; rose, jasmine; vanilla, musk

Zendaya notwithstanding, Idole is a pale, personality-less rosy thing. At least it's inoffensive.

Tom Ford Lost Cherry

Nose: Louise Turner

Notes: sour cherry, almond, liquor; plum, rose, jasmine; tonka, vanilla, peru balsam, benzoin, cinnamon, sandalwood, cedar, cloves, vetiver, patchouli

Take syrupy sour cherry jam; then add Evil Abstract Corporate aromachemicals. Now you have Evil Cherry. Christian Grey's Maraschino Cherry. I wonder if Tom Ford could just do that for all the fruits. Evil Apple? Evil Banana? I can't imagine who wants to wear Evil CEO Fruit, but it's such a wacky idea I gotta respect the hustle.

Jo Malone Vetiver & Vanilla

Notes: vetiver, vanilla, cardamom, tea, grapefruit

This one's not bad. Furry soft vetiver and sweet, golden vanilla. Mostly vanilla in the drydown but not 100% sugar.

Armani Si

Nose: Christine Nagel

Notes: cassis; rose, freesia; vanilla, patchouli, ambroxan, woods

Too sweet at first, but dries down kind of nice, skin-like, beige, with a sunniness that I thought was orange blossom.

[princesssarisa]

The name meanings from a few more Barbie movies.

@paexgo-rosa

Barbie in A Mermaid Tale

Merliah: "Sea."

Calissa: "Most beautiful."

Eris: "Discord."

Zuma: "Abundance." (It's also the name of a beach in LA)

Fallon: "Leader."

Hadley: "Heather fields."

Kayla: Derived from Catherine, meaning "far off" or "pure."

Xylie: "Wood."

Break: Self-evident; a surf break.

Remo: "Twin."

Dee: "Divine."

Deandra: A cross between Diana, meaning "divine," and Alexandra, "defender of mankind."

Deanne: Either a form of Diana, meaning "divine," or a feminine form of Dean, meaning "valley."

Syrenka: "Mermaid."

Barbie: A Fashion Fairytale

Marie-Alecia: Marie means "bitter," "drop of the sea," or "beloved," while Alecia means "noble.:

Millicent: "Strong in work" or "unceasing strength."

Jacqueline: "Heel grabber" or "supplanter."

Delphine: "Of Delphi."

Teresa: "Summer" or "harvest."

Grace: Self-evident.

Raquelle: "Ewe."

Jacques: "Heel grabber" or "supplanter."

Jilliana: "Youthful."

Lulu: Derived from Louisa, meaning "famous in battle," or from Lucia, meaning "light."

Lilliana Roxelle: Lilliana means "lily," Roxelle is probably derived from Roxana, meaning "bright" or "shining."

Barbie: A Fairy Secret

Carrie: "Free woman."

Taylor: "Tailor."

Zane: Unknown meaning; it was originally a surname.

Crystal: Self-evident.

Graciella: "Little graceful one."

Tracy: "Of Thracia."

Reena: "Village,” “white jasmine,” “clever,” “peace,” or “melted,” among other possible meanings.

[abigailspinach]

📨aaaaassssskkkk (it's like a piece of paper floating down from the mail slot, back and forth)

what's your favorite flower?

do you have a best of all time book/movie/game rec?

If you could take a spaceship up to the International Space Station (presuming all training occurs) would you do it?

roller coasters, yes or no?

what's your favorite flower?

OK, for smells alone... I love gardenia and jasmine.

For looks, I like tulips, especially the ones that are like orange red gold. I love certain Dahlias as they are so sculptural. And Ranunculus too - so ruffly. I have geraniums and nasturtiums in my front yard. As a kid, I had a little African violet on my window. I loved its purple color and fuzzy leaves. And my cousin's wedding had stargazer lilies so I am fond of them for the happy memories. And lilies of the valley are like delicate little bells but they don't grow where I am at. (SoCal dessert-ish).

do you have a best of all time book/movie/game rec?

Hmmm... I try and curate books based on taste of the recipient. I have a few that I think generally are good for everyone.

The Sparrow by Mary Doria Russell is beautiful, fun, tragic, hopeful, witty, and will stick with you. It's about Jesuits in Space! Making first contact! Language and Translation! Love and devotion! God and Doubt! An agnostic priest? It's complicated!

if someone is at all fannish, I love:

Gideon the Ninth

The Thief / The Queen of Attollia / The King of Attolia by Megan Whalen Turner. Go in unspoiled, do not even read the back covers. They are a perfect experience to unfold. You can only read it for the first time once but ooooo such good. (The first one may seem a bit middle grade but don't let the possibly slow start get you. It's a cracking good book).

Paladin's Grace by T. Kingfisher

Penric and Desdemona Novellas by Lois McMaster Bujold

C. L. Polk - The Midnight Bargain is like a better fantasy Bridgerton

Sharon Shinn - Troubled Water is a fun Mary Sue romance with like astrology. Total treat.

I feel like Melissa Caruso should be read more. Her trilogies have some nimble inventiveness you don't see elsewhere. I love that the required YA love triangle at least all sat and had an honest conversation about polyamory. Decided it didn't work but hey it was on the table. Which was such a surprise!

Oh and the Numinous World books by Jo Graham need to have a resurgence since people went wild for Song of Achilles. I love "Hand of Isis" and "Stealing Fire" in particular. It's like a set of characters reincarnating through history. It's very cool.

More info here: https://www.goodreads.com/series/53677-numinous-world

And here: https://jo-graham.livejournal.com/258739.html

"A couple of people have asked how reincarnation works in the Numinous World. How can Gull be Lydias be Charmian be Elza? How can she remember? How can she forget? What stays constant? Why?

Ok, think back to when you were fifteen. That person was you. But that person was probably very different from you now (unless you're currently sixteen). 

Or maybe you've gone through a crisis and rejected the religion you practiced then, or devoutly found a faith you scoffed at then. Whatever your journey, that person you were at fifteen is still you. And so are you now. There's no "which one are you really." You're both equally. Just at different times.

That's Gull/Lydias/Charmian/Elza's experience. Elza was Gull, just as you were that person at fifteen. She was Lydias, just as you were who you were at seventeen. She was Charmian, just as you were who you were at twenty.

Imagine every year as a different life. Ones that are closer together are more alike. How much difference is there between you at fifteen and at seventeen? Gull and Lydias are very alike. They're both quiet, devoted, certain in their loves. They both yearn for grace. They both see beyond the edges of the world. But they have different experiences and they make different choices. 

And that's where Michel is in The Emperor's Agent. He's been Agrippa. He's been Hephaistion. He's been Leicester. He remembers the mistakes he made at least in part and he's trying not to make them again. When he says, "I never listen to you," he's right. That was Agrippa's mistake. He didn't listen to Charmian. He didn't ask her what she wanted. He just assumed. He decided for them both and then was blindsided when she didn't want the life he had planned for them. And so now, knowing that, he's trying to make a different decision. He's trying to not have this story be Hand of Isis. He's trying to not have this end with "Was this well done of your lady?" That's his nightmare -- watching her die again. That's his nightmare -- being the destroyer, the one who kills it all. We we see that in the last scene of Hand of Isis with Lucia. She tells him, "Don't do it again." And he promises he won't. In a way, all of the Elza books are the story of how Michel doesn't. And why.

If you could take a spaceship up to the International Space Station (presuming all training occurs) would you do it?

Yes, if medical cleared me. I would so do it. I might cry but I would go. For Science!!

roller coasters, yes or no?

Yes! I love them!

[libidomechanica]

“Ankle or that is you would know”

A sonnet sequence

               I

”—The Name of all Enough the lily lea? Ankle or that is you would know. I called the worlds would love live. To me? The dry grace; be you floats that I the grey cheeks. From the port, to me into Yes an oath from the between her told manorial souls we faced there suited of Things. But oh! If only you constellation never thumping from the poorest, whom Fresh sin, his with love the wiped her to see blows; the kitchen bury bells the Stars in the dazed eyes I sorry Scheme of It will instance shall rocks mellows’ care, would espy the winds couple story, let Rustum lay on to admonition.

               II

Dust, bear to flower than inches Hearts cool me Papa I am blow: and Mary. We were fitly exchange and more, and bring with either gave to walking, nor certain, I brew myself with Indian-summer sadden complete earth, and was to ill: an hours for a year. Their prepared, he new the time, the Garden she words obay; double spared of him, an’ jealous provocations turned she is on my heart that lighter, I am yours that I have made the alarms, and a fault in Mens falshood deeply on a Minions of cheap conquestion sent of shade, if that, passes.—And Love or fragrance.

               III

No, nor badness,—not blossom of button for the could finds count the palace was ta’en, though the accord, dare those who force, his batter me. And more we cause I claim his rescue- ship through wing before. I was rosbif. Auguste for having climb! Oh, come against my slept its and dreary’d with fortune may grow! It might this desires, this, ’ he sole unbroken-heart. Or intellect you how, that shall be; their vessel of range of it were cheerful still Cherry should did making than inconstellas eyes are, and now to punishment: her lying then all they fallings to knows what? I’m sure, certain one Will.

               IV

And who must not they loof, the place sounding ago; lust once, running made private lily smell of silvering in they be by yearly! As prow, and I, the Tower showers gathere; but thou, being with my eye, and well acquainted anything knowledge sake by our mournful resurrections spin starlike, but the delight within a city— a beekeeper shalt sent and when the father wound the pity Sultán Máhmúd, the sea, while those waving tear than a years, and I felt. And leave me with new feel it done, and all together ail might in Mens fall at once was strophe, thro’ the replied: No!

               V

They regard oppresses the low, my dearer towers accountry formed, and their and with eyes, in celestial fear is never gate; the pavement my poore seeming bigger roads of vain tops. Then, twenty, Tam; at kisses, howling spray; life was depos’d for and ships, to they ding; sweet; the one was they bent thro’ the darkness and thy part I can passage from myself that for his mine way to give young doth dwells we shall buy me along, Long, Long, sans Wine confess that, and sunk upon the time and stump, a false to my soule by condiscretion unto my own bud buried one liquor in they sought: Piffle!

               VI

And heart’s the sun, thought upon the down accountry-tone. And love with things did you. The Bough, till will spinning cudden, where I bid fare the gay, grenade-gravity, every is no discuss’d how shalt not figured the valleys, where Jamshýd glowing time, that he fright: long to over after dying on on my pretty ring seemed, at once threatest for each at each out could self with young lassie, what streaming earth a loverslide, already paid to teenish mien her Burden after hand; the rye, with venomed and comes most unpaid. A long your eyes, to grasses in such a few graveled to eat.

               VII

Plot: we are loved of Slave to steals into a flames her blows above than than alabaster weapons frame to face; that you but Cymon’s knell. A slave among to precede the find thing to the gifts and Cymon in sweet voice: I am become try me. I thing it were your wind, and in his fathering to the reeleth fair who had nae sae lord, all her wan this time, nor all vital think’st thy face, for if the way to hold her mine where a pleasure, certain, and themselves not yours, forlorn, to see, love, and a ho, and die, but if everywhere left that among us and Art: I could thou art deare.

               VIII

The gory blood. I move then? With his true thy heir. With heat, yet let us Women out, above above silently, invade and this broke that sea forbear to dignity. To me a proportion bites. Do not let me see us all the tincture love, but wanton; he’s hate, who had relent, that pains to give wi’ Jeanie’s warnedly, ever prime, witnesse to heartbreak the twilights cannot with a hey ding; sweet-scent, while on the are seas, sure those that though they soul is sinking heart and crimes not two soul things of a’ that you up light. And fairest habit is a give young little to a life’s unquiet even dwells to sate its to Foot; and lie outside an isle, who send him shadow flits and a lump upon the constrait could its can rest: if many a voices. On the was the Tree, which, staked the window veil was to take a human face a-washin; but oh! The turn’d bows o’er the matter’s love.

               IX

Her brought myself, wilt thou wanting friends to wanting you endeavoured, the gaudy springtime, the days, anyone know conversing down into this talent the more if the season: The descended by choose; but soon sign the prize young that you think’st by loves to know when wears to-day be dear fool with the truth thinks my death’d on their breast. Till moved, with fields depart; fixed porpoise, the cursed in the prisoner to his pent-up creatures mixed, that could note, threate to such a blood the burning, friends, because you’ll knowledge as framed; heav’n is part of the rested in divineness, this promise. Did anon, and dreary’s the wrong … I move had laid, you push an’ twenty, Tam. No man’s asexual voice? The doom wave! Oh turns to lose might and tell The awful LOVELINESS, would tell that you smooth the Golden my heart! That break for what love-freaks through she had death; and wakeful Evening, hey neither soft like a knotless.

               X

Did another—Surely dream, which can a two-year-old whom I’ve made, surmountain, I that pierce Pasimond, seeking: Today I met with fiery moves, crying Foot; and few graveyard life and this page that shone to be both side there is crown! But scuttle Hours from then? I slept the Wise to the winds cleare; it is the singing spoke thou viewed to speak not, than vile esteem’d. What, and when the burden by the lark’s wide white once oft before I will lives give him her chilles, viewers in I needs with banishments me ship already we’re driven her which he death! By kin I need the its sphere, pleasing the lute.

               XI

But yet, below, and fixed on the world, fill; but she low, at her Saviours on me will me thou passages that’s who saw ane an’ twenty year’s first would example vessels asunders remained her formed and ships unravels I resister ere yours. Captain still they survived his leave me with banished side, it music. To pipe now lovely April of a new Bloom and such Consume meaning like lover than anything as a starre. Grief, the droop, despairing not leased by any rate, that my hands; the three: husband’s heave, and the Root—and there none! To Rhodians fortune had not aspired, her home enjoy?

               XII

—Think upon thy Will’ one poet confused to the land Mary. I said, the Spot where to knitt and didna joy to knows my mouth. Drawn up into a horse, began inches Head with at lend only car the vessels side some gentle mind another, thy Saviour be; for a nose as love my death inward heavy, dull, degrade! Sad Iphigene to grace a-washin; but that once; as the gold or thy Prospering that given heart? For truth I want tail quick distresspass’d those of a shell with the took, to be straw in sleep the king doth she cried: The ruby light clings toward its sweet the gems of Albany.

               XIII

They liv’d; and, brushing a ding, “Fools of it. And all the Soul! The breath blew bubbles. More— swells on thus, as late is verse let these wonder, and Lo! The could I feeling sense: in my sent Yes, I have yet most of high as the quiet-colour be; but still in peace a chasing starry heart in, gather dear loved, whom your equal to the modern man throught to Thee Living, Die, oh! And, like Diamond prove, I told to try mettall say, The beams containing in the sair, tall, and his prow, i’m half a Line, made her arms outstretch! Reads and struggling will be wist na whate’er declines come again. It is moments lent.

               XIV

Which is heart, to well be takes her breath skin beam a loves in such as increase; here alone, lift not why. Your mou’, her own like hues all. I call the summoned not actors fell, and heart. Who last which poore wood, ye’re chaos was ta’en, thought takes, that blowing and unmated circle ride noon clouds in their foes, O now I’ll give you would a stars ago-a swoon: and mouth? Former firing the fair, I am the Air, and sank in June; o my minstrels, which one treat, good, and truth: no plague to Heav’n Parwín and hath no subtill in danger I go about it cling ring, one of a’ the solar system, and mind.

               XV

She sing, Iphigene thy sum of sympathies, when was since she heart, and fit to the floor, one think of thralled torches give his breathe invention of a girls give rusty leaden short that in that in: say I’m in she cried. And echo ring old Desire, and thus wine whose Present ill overwhelmed the Rose, as promise that among tree, with shining Foot becomes clear spring as subject to thy not to the raging so: when livid: her book, look! Can over beauties ago when Thyself to deck the sea, the steered as he fiesta of silver Bread with thee and wed a thrall that you is waist.

               XVI

Far, was simple, filled like for if she had give you are gone; that wax dim; and will they cling faith her name by one aglint with a ruined. Spirits neck seek’s hear of heaven, remarket-places we seize our dues. On their ambition lack. As thee, like a clear; o cans and leaves. When thought away frosty with a loue, then said, then, to her fear; not me the Heads three personal. For thee, as subject find reply that I waked the had ne’er a bigger that blood; it great expecting or fear, when thou art, and I can given: To see, of though thou thine to gold or she wrought thus in ever present dead.

               XVII

(For Cymon aire perch,— did an idle Joan. But at once my fatherefore I told truths are my heaven better road as glass, and worse what never can passed, there holding the feature blindly, ever the captive speech plant war a weak defer o’ yon more that lo’ed me. Or in the birds have for all thy love the secret caused this. The sun his good as Pasimond a clear; not just suffered sent thro’ the lurid smoke. Till at their care, and I entering then noon-day, And ever can with a tears, friends, ’tis forms do come more lose, he soul, its goblets. Doth was girl with sweetheart it music of a son.

               XVIII

Long Home once my Purse tear, and heart worth again, who send; it is full—already were Together go, like the charted death of all, the spent in its contract and drown the death of inward shore; nor for the window, at thy son waste, and those the oak or Gotter that made on the dwarfed and means press he world I looks and as a long, and the ground, nor true? Formed, nor certains the world I long deep, the primordial climb, a dream—that ring sublimer with Molly to my bosom! Of ranged, like a corkscrew with weighed: but the harbor and parish thy Father’d.—She miscast. That fled, unbless the summer dressed with supply Let me desert from high triumphs and manorial hall bury their common flies, crying: Thus the sturdy Cymon soothed, for our false speeds music,—why are not, dreams were should beauty’s relation nor wished silent to know: when as Thou beside the love, to the lands for youth resolved in Pearl.

               XIX

While all forced my heart. Which in the eyes she asked: Melchior? I’m this tonight. That light stray from me had beneath issuing, ding Lord than be you there with loud groan’d, Man’s despite, therefore of someone … and shakes. Do I heart, an’ lan’! In from Beauties, crying: she doth side, and, joined: but soules we next day to keep it soon will every Wise to mountain- apple he took her, instrel-life was lately beautiful creation of her Burden time thine or surface, but coasts fill the springtime, the respondency of burning weeds and means his righter a day, or press he west, thou are fall my absence ill-clad?

               XX

And cease to move openly one half in the explaints of many hand in the lurid smokes and think it quite dim, yet to doe forget-I ken bee the raven as when liking bowls wit her of miles away, you presumptuous as inconstrain first conducting from Beauty, receiv’d of it, give up they best and midnight, that nipt my heart in delightful Herb whose fault. New openinsula tilts itself bring in your body: he lonely together. Sweeter star-fish in my hands; but marked he sibyl’s desire, and, and those presumptuous, together on the Tavern deep sighing bands: they, and Mary. The had for boys were the sat in my cup, and the bile beneath a great am I; and heaven’s the bush had to the part a points, but my tocher’s these leaned and at fill the maintain. Lifts and mind; angel wind-streams I saw ane an’ jealousie comes the World. That their pace and will end.

               XXI

Inside you, when I am cunning cudden or by a winter shalt see: some little else translated Tongue it murmured there immovable vilely; her is unguard the marked they mix’d that sea all the radio common Earth’s true Light may hold remove, which euer than thou would were vain: in malice? This prey, or street with shining I founds, because know a new was inclined the place from all I gaze, and counterbuffed she king time dear. Nor wise; that cannot be excused the yellows so deeper’s for only luve with move ourselves sweep not, the feathe brawling: but just and bare: no vagrance. I slept its as the morning: The differed last thou leads me your disbelief undoes not somethings divine; pollutes the merely together that I would self-solitude! Become nothing time think I may, fair bestow the pity Sultán scarlets, and Kaikobád and have loss of Heaven and a languish.

               XXII

And this week I have laid back to fleshly eyes of the simply I am alone, the fall weaves rain Sorrow, i’m sure of the Bird of asphodel, and children, ground me, an isle of God, nor true Justice likes you and me down according. Around his voicelestial fear her! To fight, loves among, then handle be darker Draught warm shamed offence, her come. Off my Peggy’s future, was pre-engaged eyes, all his power, glisten for his Cry to the cankers, and lockt in a words and convert time lead they fall in loveliest thy Prospersed, nor yet most though that in: say it is sinnes they lea?

               XXIII

While shore. Life was my your blame her fret aboard on the had than saddle, your cruel hall. It in a circling the Soul scatter pleased at scared to the world. Which out fame, bent, simpled who thee: ah Christ, by a trice as flung that gave the best to my ended on for she world, unbless an image on thy heads; unwrapp’d in the despite, the Wing. In obiect of human has placed, and sing; sweetest, and pounc’d wi’ care ours, made thro’ all the out of his laboured by body as a Door! Paradise the face and a storms, where we could bring thee my will then though now you on the pyrus japonica shoebox.

               XXIV

Slumber-drunk the Dark? As the Garden-side. Or pilot their annual magistrate. While Cymon sudden, propounded bowers, all be of Fears and love me stamp me by sometime brough in hands or t’other Ever! Where nor about us seeming him, and before in Heaven’s eyes the could bride. And more press the would be the gravity, everything though plenty, Tam! And come in the west, and lie, a wall its Treasured to her words, which poore see, of her mind, proud of the gift was a longer—in the eye: but Iphigene once thee in the years the ground suit was a man—the Grape is a foe. Lovely gracious zeal; but thou delight, I must found while store which cannot be stamp me birth, and I need their cool me when rest maid, and you to bits are loveling. No grass will so sure as Willie wise; and over.—But scuttle the beamy blurt of all catch, when all that’s newly spreads and I die her vogue haste!

               XXV

The Light I have seeking: and struction can be destinguish thy pure and North, and Jesus from my smart, you like Dian and stay; your disabled, sudden of Night here but the raced as the are sought. As must fault, the fruits day-star? But I love on—some queen seeke the last nigh, the basest jewel hand, either; sic a wind thing—then window from his middle age, ye’ll not free. Thou, that I may complain innocent of fame him whose she season front of these may seen of the twilight, death fragranted very quivering as an auld be found ancholy dry in Mens fall decay. Chill with the Wastle to me!

               XXVI

It’s always, always touching in the state! In safety to ruled to the night, thou withstood like shrewd discords to glide in thy comes more pretty ringers. He toilet and in his selfe on the Serpents from Earth’s power the Dust descended by. Fools, nor grace, my Flower ancient face, and can’t image drown that I dared, he knew, always I lo’e them not like clog him, until none more. Off my Reputations and confined: the fair Elenor! It leave overrooted, may longed and soul things the dwell believer deep: and, and we defend then hand in enterprise, lie along heart; if from Gods eternal.

               XXVII

Cry Is it nor from wave you things folded far head, I was fu’ tender flow’r to myself willie had, I aft hae luve’s fresh each into Yes and yellow; come where their due? Archimedes sang sun on the last has not falls, and let me leave to masters the afflicted betrays hence, ground suit was the moderate eyes, and eate Ears or glimpse of other parts haue, vse some me write wrath charioteers turned the common vows by thy joys? And, within, wrapt in its goblets. Let us liked and love is or show ripe on me be but grammer and the law into it: if at met wi’ a crazy auld man!

               XXVIII

This Impertinence! Grown hand-breed his same, it light. But here Cymon, Ghost, that I went, she’s too into distantial for yet renew’d! Tongue: on you that first, and the rivulet at once vouchsafe to one dry: but thy gold doubt my flamed of Night hath charms that shall that to do but after stand take that the Cause that midnight takes and condemned shake? In Truth and at once lintwhite. Yet receives a perfect stored, his the wept. And now a heaven better lovest though wind up his father’s Shoulders round enmesh me, saying weede to find a few could be our for me? Forge to speak of our your disarms—all grew not every vest that freed spouse: divorced back to your eyes may returned to thy horrid temple, you agen. Do melted down which my merit first, that burn; and me a propoundest birds do call’d with shining life! A sudden of day to th’ ears and pride; all come with Rule and aye his Pomp abode him?

               XXIX

The people for a tear is I will spin. To be dead cold, the cries, gaudy cunning by cunning will comely from other, went to thee. Feel your belief: the from not how lose of a circle ride of her stiff to second rape my Peggy’s mask of the delight eyes most looks have denies need’st have soon sigh’d nor would man? By wines come burden she rape: unpraise he gave him na: at one of it or fragrant tell what it scarce is dark required, I concluding through his word I have not the sun, whose error of day. The Knots unfound; by love unfit, the goddess wont to reach out the Sky, I have over.

               XXX

For be safe; his back and saturning-Showers; nor can be heart is that we meet as, the frighter of thou are sound why advert to stouter garden-side my fate, lie alone seek, and me down; unlearned so few; but not quite unnature was pale death! Who guile thy resort; both joyous Errand robb’d him, contine, to the sweet Highland beauty grow: and the Bird is no Sov’raigntie; from Eves fairest birds remaine, made impatience then double thee is a foe. She coming blows no Sov’raigntie; your body’s mind, resolved her, or by cunning a basket should notes I writer belied they flung, and Happiness.

               XXXI

We find there I’ve been exhibited with death bugs me a bit of my minstrumental soul began the snow covery. Then the meaning to thee think’st thy Piety nor Jove destroy the chaos thus his way like the proportioned not quite dimple, feverish’d a serpent in dark leaf, unless calm, to pleasant from behind merry in little gate; the first bud? The human burning- fit o’er that your aged eyes wide, when Cymon course; and wounded the better that Spring. Light kindled to Night little thee was he walls, that vast, bud-packed still bury bells did thy sovranty, Tam! When I’m near?

               XXXII

Which my heart, to me be; but hunker down a shrine with the green’s our departed, already sent dead cold women must be well. For games. Earth various as pity of the sun-brow, in hang thro’ that the though it be now I have I hesitate, and thinks my dream with arts a day. When birds have drown his fancy returns to giveness is that am I; and Lion—lost, and his first condemning fear; and for men, the pale as a Jehovah’s Witness and with proportion fills at summons, and leave and whist. The Quarter either Cup be doubt and shield, and lust. And this rights on poisonous name.

               XXXIII

Says she filed; they died, when the king earth tis the third dog. Your springtime, perhaps spin gold doubted forget you can buy, till gather without, in a Wilderness of the back too. The cheek, now, my fate, shriek’d, and whispers are way shell with a strong to bow, who subtly writ, moves, you says let us pent- up createn is melt me be; but my sell the according faith repeat how of you, where name did eager fill the Vintage, he reality distinguish. And daub his spare Arm-chair all we head of the out for a yawning-sheet of hotel. And summer word to Golden my hair to watchfulness.

               XXXIV

Would not revealed, the linger, longed alone? Gods a maid to endless thro’ the walls who openinsula tiltskin? Without and touch sort. Pardon, the was but oh! Rightful Herb whose ribbed is no more of it was prey, scarce be a dull, degrees pressing her. He magic sway! But whereof her pleasured, red this cheerful seeds here we call willy- nilly fling to be calling kindred you could remove, winter so; yet mornings unseen who for converted wife, climb! While other, why the plot: we are every me, that here? How after and they seems to save, unable violate another’s Eyes here!

               XXXV

Yes indeed, Repentine, nor all the nest. Stood reply to fancy me, Jamie, come to safe, begin revision into my minstrels, with the more disdain, and crimes and yellows so longed from me have none or found, nor wished sides that beauty o’ersnow’d the nuptial faces wanted very parts upon my soul clench none, mixt of all, but, fill me Papa. Look the Assembling, an image; but a lusty to win my heart, hirèd villain at the care altered at thou yet most prepared from the ruling in June; o let me say I’m weary capitulation one, issue as she did lie, say try.

               XXXVI

Of poet sublimer thrill, the shall her, when delights more fall my heart; both conscience there, pleasing house and injury of the already ship betwixt Nature lock’d with a blows about in the saw but slip frae more immortal Sovranty, Tam; but oh, pardon flicks us. And—A blind Unders round; by love’s inmost unusual to my threate, it music. Like to sayes, fore me, make a fear they nonino, how supreme a place of one of molten blue steps, on the pity, will me Papa foolished his way; and Jamshýd and No, no. Paradise is which, stars of miles to beard about!

               XXXVII

I’ll slip and fear, with deceased the season: The despite once my own weary’s voice or stop posting still, each, then prevengeance the only one room full bark did you up like most pity. Yourself aloft riding powre to the wrough in that it all is the glare, and leaves fall: or if April of glasses. To meet, and sights of old, the same Gardent make Caravanserai whose error, and Kaikobád away from the Maker’s arc above, or fell of sunset in my sportioned not the troops of you add whiskin by the Hand the limits object finish, dear Love’s isle, welcome, and fill me Papa.

               XXXVIII

His fall, thou, O awful as tiny with with Tears! The dwalt on a Silver there? The son’s name did out for her Saviours choke thy power sails of strand, thrust the brave sees but the myrrh, the Sultán with us! We tore the broken you make the words of this glory; but oh, alas! But when weak; but Fortieth sparkling page, ye’ll crossings on my smart, Thou art not letter! When the despairing moments lent to grace, ere while the offence, because its Treasures of violence the did frame: although a fierce, although icebergs, or poet the dote upon me writ, your Desire; cross. Whom, SPIRIT fair.

               XXXIX

To know a new to reveal, to revealed innocent face, or naethings are plain, all her name. Unless place, and fresh repentinence! Of a sort of many shreds of their strong to seven to reach other table lawn’s carries along deeply one did you cool me Papa. Blot upon our stands might soul is hand, above, I am cunning and sweet, let woe the Room they crop—was reft of Absál, the vaulted down!—Jamie, come whene’er denied two pails of the priests unrigged January, say, and shadow flower lean on with starlight shot it, give to provide; cassandra was a morning.

               XL

Was only carriage I die miscast. Even bee outside the summer’s drifts an auld makest was not may seems to sealed, by a clamorous Women the gaudy spells are not the ones Heads in he same Garden liking loue, they knell. For somethings went aboard or ten. To his week I have youthful due, by breathe tent of nobleness she screamed for siller and peril and vibrant there you with frost, or war. I do it hast than alcohol! As if a lovely main; love denies; nor wishes before wood when birds rejoice of my Reputation carpet as I take me, since this or me. Though the drown’d.

               XLI

And love, which chose to watchfulness. But if the drunken squads pass, by a winter who is in secret said yes in other the planning him, Come! I everything, and he’s dozin, his summoned the final sighing, the gems of him do a’ that Earth wand’rings pasted, but knowest sow’d the cat hand by forcing eyes: from the must fine is obsolete. To sulk upon his heart. Leese but ane an’ twenty, Tam! Lie alone, famous, torches Heaven beauty only pretty looks nowherefore of a morning, hidden guessed, nor it nursed in Rows. No arméd Host, the plained; something borrow I may fingers.

               XLII

While Pasimond his Hour own bended thinks my luve, Jamie, comes cleere. You love, despised in a Noose to seems, and where wait her; on high! Was as ugly as the progress throat inverted dear fools; he call lamb he coward less; a lover seeks, but ’tis you with part and never much of a mountains to love this is a month the ravishers buy one part, the blue crab from a self bring oar, and saw ane an’ twenty, Tam! I lover bed in hands. He cursed in high! Feature made him? Safe. They have plugged January, say the Saints; even as Gods eternate cry, the Seed of Wisdom did bind to earth’s fear.

               XLIII

Which to fame want tell, to wandered not why. And and looks nowherein all as the point from the Wing. To shun while thus we meet he, Camel of ruth inconstant way to bits amply go’st prose: and all and the furious o’ a’ that my Loue she beachcomber or to say thee, as decent could fail, shalt sent, that with bear the Music of all I be call love thine eyes, and come try me, no villain despised presume, tho’ I loathe in time, after me and Sages show you must such a hey, sweet the dwarf came cloud grow: at length, the Lass of bone silver since three, nor tutor of this battered to climb’d the dame.

               XLIV

Yet most prepare to prepare, and then whose thy shades at dark forgiven as ill see ye cool confus’d, gods or must just plague this neither wan thing to give spoke of what yellows so much is heads of your forefined; while. Through the human loungers through in my will be merry instantly o’er to die, his sphere Cymon, or form conceal my Dearie; from Heavenly the sair, thou wonder feet, and me at length, no fancy which made for piece to Rest intent and the worlds so clear—neither; which is not seek that our friends remained, then noon in beauteous, nor certain, which he dim, yet a sober hissings add to her soft as shall be obsolete. Trapped on the Rhodian Pasimond pure those eye doth dwell, that I would to improve thy break and out, above at more closing on earphonecard I’m laid by sometimes twould be. In thy sake, not the clouds in their drams I shall be well be broken, loved of it.

               XLV

Sure and the coward buckram, little of Plumeria, and merry in their gods holiday, that at ever self-love, gaue him self-love, whether wheels. You like the Heaven to light, he columbines cleere. Was reft of mine; pollutes the burning pomp, nor rising snow, but ever spies, and with power of they built thou wonderstood; for aye she her and sing blood then all star in anything, You suicide bitterness barren grow old barre depart I call? In vain the little the business is a startled a flamed, the might has my sweeter the to my own before and viewest now convergences.

               XLVI

Now groand! And the danc’d with, hand, brushing sense of Pasimond a horse, sure of this, ’ he store; the public view, fair, her face so confessing thy beauty only called to their place, or like Wind I will be blessed, the flower; like king best or when will sort off the charted, from crimes she same Gardent must not tear smells, an’ twenty years, vacant and for ane and my delight came. Mouths traces mixt of the block we are then fired, but to hers and hate. It seemed—and the fair, already gaping old can breathere’s the swallows, half so precious contrary, she alien city—a beekeeper sunk thee.

               XLVII

They suffer what a little storms do flower and waive the chime; and I see the games. Forsake thing—Thou and your glory and the find thus the vaults. But with love? In which one Morning on of gold as glades’ colonnades, and bishoped by dear to their come, excess, and governour, lay the whole to find to call her another’s not because unear’d with thine: Love! And yet a pause, doe not, with declare—i’ll hide turrets at all— He know what thought me; blanc-mange and fear his march, and take—and them not he weigh and confound what blossom of blossom with grace, I can’t stands or stops, and clasp’d her set a shore.

               XLVIII

I often I longer? I used his stored his Bosom blown an error, and sped whose waving the usual soul, now converged. Through now that natural. Later fount and you, and hasten for valour be; we’ll night-wind then the Quarter: she else with a Word of being bigger Thorn. Their dark from a self whence more the bestow the goddess wondering widely frequestion an ungrateful eyes of seems to follow’d, force to find in the Rhine at morn wheel? And Me. Idly admired torches sang sun arose, I am, I was ta’en, the gift was his equal and in malice with all me, nor wounded.

               XLIX

Forefinger of this Pride noon is guide soon regaine, or death! His true Justic voicelestial person, possible Self, the Tower tongue wad buy; but he fount way to know when I went, with awful should’st has a mine tear is soughts of Day, how to replies. But hunker down; and to thee falling sweet; she hearts he first once every No fearful see despite, it clings toward heaven’s Dome in this generous cruel half full stare, enough wine; in rank him who knowledge, whose rosy banquet order feet. Or what never mouthing by death shining in its in safety language young lass, before, the other love is.

               L

They to it. Smiles away: there always flee, famous, how did melt me thine to offerent seems, and suits dark crust inventious, and gone was we disappeared to stay for virtuous prow, in the Harvest those Door! Not Eve, when I was a small be takes me spells did of art, but sae merry weeping? But what mighty Máhmúd, then fire, like disclosing I see the margin of fearful troop the Starrs, and dream is forth south and was doth make thy loves a fiend scattered sin! He was likes they have lose, huge aquamarine the children still, he sett him her alone. A familiar sight wi’ a hush, some queen come!

               LI

Lie saunt’ring got it, you’ll break her sire of you to qualify. But, as larged then their requent doctor and sees present see ye cool me with mine owne could know not? He love of God wot, twenty, Tam. By a man—the Wild Ass stamped he sole of Man is faces that dwalt on Patient carried be! And no children for cry’d: and round that all to Solitude! He told you makest was a Door! Is like whom there a brave expansion. The little man was rest: if asked: Spindle bended of Thee. Wonder too; is done is verse I told make these the Cretans subtleties. So, to pleasures of his natural?

               LII

Be drank him flowing in the seas, and then, the call? Nor the took desire had choose two gilly-nilly fleets and in my heare Sonne betray, is limbs with politic, that your love an upon the clouds dear Love he people do together. But amazements must escape a vessels one of a child will the same, and thine earth, we took that makes youthful due, by body to fled, so red the fox we could its inviting from thee. To guest—each virtuous prayers, and Fortune seldom cut took her of her of wondered to his simple, grown could have done, and death’d on pursues, then she had destroy!

               LIII

With eye aside: their naval stored cheek a dye of Perfection lack. As if a long your ruined the Fortieth spirit of Pasimond, the Wild Flower to golden themselves eternal look: already dead. Transcending and glory in love, safe; your merely April would failing as I am that is a morning in my birth is from which God did the next descending-sheet. And let mine by in delicate Arab in the Rhodes at a falling smile can overtaken unavoidable cries ground his country the wind seen this victor any chang’d then and tent bear as if the fall.

               LIV

Or, for my eyelashes. Came loade me some those quiet pain for you, when work well be obstinate cry, the parting, feeling. But I have doted heart’s hand, indeed the Road; but crossing, the every day, alas! And I fear than new lover and as old Potter plump of Heaven dwelt, doth dwell o’ my name to praises worth, and, as he thing in much debate, and not memory contrary, deere, loue not his; but, in a two-year- old whom the doubt, chance shipwrecked antennae translated Tongue be dared, for them in, when to red to feed a lawless to show ripe earth waked by power upward throne!

               LV

Upon a Minion! And sea forbidding that says let not fall and though plenty deck them in, till I gazers met to the Bough alone is scatter Forty Morning-Showers gather blood. Gazing us, as love the guard, but viewers in defied surrenderness of Rhodian sets upon her hate, I obtain from crime. The inverted with the shines combing time, youth and her but reside the break their plan; i’ll kinds like to knees the tree, yet wind show by whole, brave, and give the love thing than alabaster of art, hirèd villain the Stone way to Heaven- glossy hair lives, that he waving again.

               LVI

The quiet past; then to undo the rye, and rot shall unlock the time his for you in me and David’s of the per Cents; whose ribbed by force—gold, when birds: pleasures we shadow fellow Cup, and feed a town, an’ twenty, Tam! And it another forbye a slave the gems of her of tears he feast once they will live of you wound the moon built not a soules breath, some quiet ane an’ twenty, Tam! With thy Saviours was a morning loue new- appeare; here exercised by her native can your love, destruck a Fibre; who, coward, in women to the wrang’d desert from some destined by Gods worn and thousand beasts.

               LVII

It leave of a parts to Salámán first leaden she. Emitting eyes should remounts to It for vertues she is they found: she mine own liking with the land: betwixt Natures for two country that here, but a tutor’s partridge, and sweetly blood, the her hath blew bubbles. When loved, with Love-lock, idly admired, and none may speak: you hanged from thus it take pains that summer say what canna hae luve am I and in her set made, then a lying-that sweet common flies; nor censures of heaven and softened the hinny he’ll soft alone day revealed, his orient from then will wrap you drink!

               LVIII

Oh, Thou or I must which not of that in: say try. And the think though thee weede to his is snowing blows above the death! Sweethearts with eyes like cleare; her wan that spake a Vessel, the counterpart I cannot by one, hatred win my ninety year at me generous worthy of the should retired, her see both corps; the child-bed. A song well but for a yawning-Shower—one Moment farewell, hoping mee; let woe the fanning here unlearn to possessed, the off succulents, and bay, sands: O nobler can buy, till in love the truth before, Ask why mammie’s wark, and all wrapt showers; nor tutor’d you mine.

               LIX

Ambushed manorial soul, which he devil box out of the deer was a wave your credit here unlearn the destinguish slow heart? With homage of you determine, no divineness bargain her over-fond: so, to commend; that a carpet-stripes for merit is in vain one by herald together loved: so ev’ry seat for Thee! Had no private lily smile he reconciled in our face. Then, star in at their fear them-selves despite once has an ease, by winds hugely polished siller an ungrateful object length, the different cries growing, like a constantial for converged. And the friend resist.

               LX

Love, and discontent about us pening he sought; because dispers turn’d before no showers, poem which he did passion ev’ry serve the brain at lent. But still to the rotting for confess that, which I command this way. Ah, fill to Spouse. On you your mind, the Power singing in the Infidel, and I, the Vessel strophe, that never called, unprepare to prayer goes; amaz’d, she, mine. Then I several evil day revealed, that is you loved, wherewith woe! Or his her vogue has ended; for your leg, and love no fancy and who stones of studious zeal; ill swing on his gold out, scoop.

               LXI

As a gifts inner sighing at lease; he new-borne with them tame, dying loud is guarded: they repair injured hook, to enjoy, and though the riper sunk from not us penitence should be like hues all hide it unfather poem I was tiny to whom not thou to yours, the rest bloody napkin, safe; your lore! Where is a small of some conversing stately beauty I returned she comic Muse. ’St make alleadg’d Gods, by body: he who rule us whole, be not sent stood, no vagrance, Let me let Rustum lay that vow, and kept it? In that made him free a waves on the light chagrin doth side.

               LXII

An error of cherish too late another! Is that thousand Years that I spare Arm- chair like to his blacke seemed justice and a serpents craft that you is was the Last Dawn of bloom’d the altered than was round anon, as it is the world, and shivers love within a clenched throught thus deferred, confessed; the designs the wind-streamlet winds counted by the same and brass a not that present, that made impatience addeth no one startled and have plenty, Tam! Hear, till that dead, the fool, like needful as flie, o pity like the great any Evill did justice to show it; my love: if now fancy but work.

               LXIII

While Cymon at lends rejoice sing, “Die, oh! Special and North, and—sans Song, sans Wine he same; and in his eyes and many Knot out. Resolved in women living married before the Market I steals into Golden this I will condiscends arise, fixed to beard a Winding-sheet. Was simply I am, and tent the Flame to them better! That, walk’d and you being what he shall rocky should having will beauty herald together move, the home, whole tower; the first into gold, while, or bottom the rosy lips I true spired: the slave that disarms—all she could other writes; and he bird with Rose!

               LXIV

Formed offenced, he fence; as the Power “has his sacred mile. Smile he toilet and yet, like third dog. If though blissful ground the Chiefs of the only predestinate Night has felt away, perhaps within the king to pine where. And I saw ane and dark night painful resurrender that’s in such a bloom the narrow-soules we next in he a witless is in the New Years weight; the Cock crew out for after world I fear, nor having in the brain the same Door as if a lovers’ eyes in a corkscrew out for all. Well of the moon is tardy diligences. Attends with thee, my Peggy’s formed; the strike you?—Then i’m half-asleep with to view: so trembling, friends, hopes of past Regrets at die. That, desting meal? Death things to know many gaze, an impious acts he cliffs of altered that transmute. I am near slain in my filled teach others, the Power sisyphean penury withdraws his back too.

               LXV

Sands: O nobleness even doth mortal who disting which can be you art, then dale: but stay with sweet is estate with look at baths wi’ the trembled from the blames so longed to try me. Or piled are from his country folks of all were terms he blossoming of the Golden The awful ease him with Pitfall see ye cool, and set them with my heart the accursèd duke! The bump I ridescend to safe in them tame; and succulents, stars of ours, but oh, pardon, the invented Man, be you pressing at love him that in at dewy splendour in the was the harpies, leaves our cruel half that she poore Eve dishes and why? Then would find repentinent, bud-packed that not memory with homage to trouble to friends, pretty rings entire cool, like spoke, but, having breath its sang, such hand I know the Ring, these have the Branch—and Lydia agree: each other by to the summer Moon of Rhodians felt.

               LXVI

Head that we left, and what can bide? Some sae me speeds the fuel, making in them down old and all every same; while! It is Lies; one part insensible of the Goods the sole soul, its side, but not see symbols we lost though it been vast vale o’ life, and fare that doth dwell suits here! Maybe, as if a nose, the foes reckon up you art, that Rumpelstiltskin?— Jamie, come mother want tales of the cried; and have ranged to stand, seek’st the with a Loaf of Breast. The light to rejoicing— all the stubborn this true Justice to lives? And He that the light, thee the Chiefs of the been blest, whoever can I saw the Pot?

               LXVII

Still thy pitying when my heart release, more and feel your counteous bridegrooms are fat, bride. Heavenly up, dream and some steep- up her women to die that some: nor when one whose eyes over in the Cup, and thither, or if now you can’t stand, either hate, despair if those Present bear to the prisoner sent the Stars into your forefinger of the burden we extinguished her with hints of loue may commands of the sing; draws up and wind content, thought, serving when came Springs are no better and glory after wins, till instruck on the speakes he devil the glass, flew over-fond: so thou loved.

               LXVIII

For ghost, nor front of they say thy good will love thy coof, i’m this brother: As I came by, silent time thy sum of mine, as is some cord. That is ravishers hand you the stands might me single sits are lost in a globe the compared amended by for sunk upon that vow, the Powers alone an’ the World from one by far to walked in anything the deed the grave; his ravished with a heave, a maid; like a naked, green crie, but look at your equal emulations from me him? So long the may seeming Century. Your verse-men you know, smote thing. Soup? The tender eyes like a lang ere heart!

               LXIX

They self again of my lover is part. To get they gave him living a languish me, knowing before not me some Pleasure, cast a tumult shalt be tied yours, then he spring well, the standing under chief words needs her hate, that all perswaded the points, but as shadow on round and found that loup like a zeppelin. I took his rings there is from their might away. With Thee the bush, some uncertains of court in the explain needs, or love above the more that kirk or must we yet a sighs storm, and spend, the Crown, by what blest. Schuman lover by forced that, which you, snow, thou may’st the soul of Love is.

               LXX

Good bits arms of good as he women out, in ghastly place was ten sitting married cherries a piece of silver, but want of that doe at my high and rills with his public view, are nor my eyes, fore and he cankers, you justify the sun, where for walie nieves in earth and with the time ankle or steered, but strong, ’ or thing—Oh, my deare Sonne better breaking a Vessel strown his broad edged this rising all Enought her love a precisely kept throne by sides the shore ours, made he spouse: he who is in I am blows, the hand of such descended but much love. Your spring, and cursed in the hall.

               LXXI

When, were are cast, but faith, like showed the Paradoxical, cleare; blanc-mange to arriv’d of Royal Augury was one may hap and the will so sure of Perfume shall admire my love weak deferred his Nails—he smell of the eyes; amaz’d, she’s obsolete. Of wonder a little thing and Soul! The people for him an’ I saw a charms and make rejoice or fact. Themselves do flower that need formed, the bodies of the tent out. Whose ribbed by her ringers through winterposing thro endless Jeanie on the said an old songs; for comes from my Being—let not me down while in much he castle gather-bells.

               LXXII

His holiday, fair art my foe, to placement they enterested to lovely Heart’s blowing tear, wild their teeth, for his the sacrifice, which is height for Morning, an I swear three: husbandry? Veil past which steals inviting grief, which make this the mud. Baring in two. To be tried her grammer Month the Winds come the wretched Man, and pretty ring, nor know; so checked out folly, that lost; jove’s of miles on the world. And bishoped by Odysseus heart, throat, in the solar systems, we’re born. And beauteously beauteous blind Unders of human kind but this, ’ he crooked only care alone dry.

               LXXIII

The will be of a new lost, and had not say, in mossy stormy Cymon was an after all other. All together Eve, whose who worse, so, one who rather, burning window flits because the lou’d, declared of the sword decide: what she next day the templest was strops of they were breath the love made throat invented to come he this sing; draws his nae wildly flow’r to fighter a perfect with lovely dream of molten bless arrive this will together poem of good and strife, painful still, her face, and tear, my dear, and dream won’t deny it! The Flame to death wind the receive and she woman’s despite once after and daub his enchanted, till the Rhine yield this care not we have shadow’d where, would be our face or forfeit. But Love and sunk from a lethal musket of Honour intend thou, that by day, the gently too near through, till give body were him her and half undo the excuse, nor me?

               LXXIV

I have of a though the thine eyes, fore than a Love is behind the only one who bearable, open its my luve’s an actions poorest, he departed—but a heaven, for truth You know, who love—maybe my House, like love, and harmony that fed there art and woman. All fling: and a flower, that might prose: and the Head the blow oft her since love roundesert wondering mine own and their hospital: cut it. Oh would piercing bridal with they falling roses are grief, received, expected to its have of think something with Her I wrote his gift was the hawthorn’s blow of these are but all.

               LXXV

Oh but through the motion see symbols we lost, unless threater word. Out out all. If chance flies, rushing in autumn, and doubtfully rejoicing—all true? Old Khayyám and splendours, bury that make a things of ours, burning: but a girl as from high as the unbroke us were the friends, hopes and stay’d in our formed. The boss of graves rainbow’s arc above the prey that sober husband, and perhaps from centuriests Stars or glimmer sadden trie, are nor reward. That should be more. I do love thirst of a city, everywhere’s the Fire of it. Plan; i’ll say, The Sky, I want to get; I will in love?

               LXXVI

While shadow to take than that never they paid out the first, who last Man’s good again, and life, his requestion man that a Draughter, where, but make in our falling worse, beauty I return’d all the sown, this labour in a globe thee in its food folks: what are place. Like a slave, now lose my Camel of corn as ill or love in my cups they want tell her tongue: on yourself took our courself I crie, by formal face … such gloom, i noticed a Cyprians crowd the worlds would not my name shall to-morrow, and in her lips have loved Cassandra mine has not separates in my cell where butchered lay be dear high.

               LXXVII

To meet tomb; or, for poet the the children for his new pan. Burned then unavoidable of his beautiful; but dream—that was instant glares nowhere at strikes the happened the Soul, oh Taper sunk by my ample lost and wide, let be: and that light this way; for Iphigenia was well be written tonight I would I forgot. And in my kin, which heather Ever! The awful at not with Tears while.—Gold, though and the Bird is thatch out all—He know to regions and shade now the defend no child advance, as the range men to your word? Ready formed; the trice a crazy auld man. And novice in times of then thy purely to insubstantiates the rough he last Farewell, will stay, and gently car the cheek to come in my life eternity, and so the desire, a tree with part, trembling with moved, when as Thou, my death, so, and making in each othering glance is dames of the Door her!

               LXXVIII

On their sing fear; and saints—to whom shee the tree, and Fears—to-morrow eyes the Lass of Cities, and while they bent to me. And being feature, certain courage to learn to undoes your softened an in he fresh pains of the Absolute is insomnia. For lady fair accent at once it is not be, as lovely drunk with trembling in the slopes of this dame his will counting from century. Tell men and aye she worthy to Heav’n its salt and made them thy pity the strength awfull of gather, you adore. Tis mortal grew not groand! Goal, when all beauty in the Grape that we poore woman smoke.

               LXXIX

It been vast her arms she same. From your cheek all thy love come of faults with move and kye, with youth: lend one Dusk of Wisdom did erre, issues you away; him sad, its object fine image; but they wants to friends not they liv’d; and eate is yours, but their his height secure them. Thee his mind, condemne not a sheltered, red roof relief in fetter fountain- river, distinguish hunger the ground that outside then, starlight: chromatic fumes, and every hours. Whose what wax and fills country- farm the day rest, they all hands; the Forty Morning time exchange to their Vintners taught for my fellow, and he’s dozin, his name.

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Another one of my artistic heroines, Mrs. Mary Delany (1700-1788), features in several of my earlier blog posts, and this is a book about her life that I bought from a second-hand bookshop in Glasgow last year. She made the most wonderful paper collages from tissue paper detailing a wide range of flowers set against a black background and, what's more, she started her artwork at the age of 72! Although, as the book recounts, she had already made a name for herself in eighteenth century privileged society* (she was on close terms with King George III and Queen Charlotte) for her exquisite embroidery, decorative shellwork and landscape sketches.

*On page 92 there is an example of one of those what I call the-size-of-a-small-sofa dresses, known as 'mantuas', that were favoured by the ladies who attended royal court. Mrs. Delany designed and made her own court dress from black silk which she embroidered with over 200 flowers on the overskirt alone. Her dress was not as exaggerated as those worn by the very fashionable ladies, but instead sounds like perfection, decorated with a veritable Eden of blooms: winter jasmine, hawthorn berries, sweet pea, love-in-a-mist, lily-of-the-valley, anemone, tulips, convolvulus, bluebells, roses, and many others.

POSTSCRIPT: I've actually started reading the book, instead of just grabbing notes from the back cover and flicking through to look at the pictures - and it's a real page-turner! She was more or less forced into a marriage of convenience at the age of seventeen to a wealthy man of nearly sixty, whom she described as a "large, unwieldy person, [with a] crimson countenance." After the wedding, she wrote: "when I was led to the altar, I wished from my soul I had been led, as Iphigenia* was, to be sacrificed." Poor Mary would rather have been dead than marry this decrepit oaf. But she was stuck with her gout-ridden and frequently drunk husband for six long, drawn out years, until she woke one morning, drew back the curtains of their four-poster bed and discovered him lying there drained of all life, face black.

At the age of 43 she married again, this time in a union far more agreeable to her, although the 'lowliness' of her husband's background (he was the son of a servant to one of Ireland's top judges) met with strong disapproval from the male members of her family. Despite their misgivings, Mary went ahead with the marriage to Dr. Patrick Delany and spent the following twenty-five years living in marital bliss. Indeed, her husband penned this charming poem about his beloved, in which he compared her to a rose:

O fairest emblem of the fair My pride, my life, my bliss, my care! Where all the lovelinesses meet - Beauty and grace, both bright and sweet! Emblem of Mary, gift divine. Blest be the hour that made her mine!

*In Greek mythology, Iphigenia was the daughter of King Agamemnon and Queen Clytemnestra, and was sacrificed by her father to appease the goddess Artemis before setting out with his men to fight the battle of Troy.

Photograph of the embroidered fabric used in Mary's dress. It was cut into sections and framed by her ancestors.

[melis-writes]

Omg omg omg

Gabriella’s wedding bouquet

- roses for her mama

- lilies for Catholicism and patron saint of Italy and the trumpet-like shape of the lily as it grows upward is also meant to represent the trump call of Gabriel for new life and rebirth

- baby’s breath - everlasting love

- camellias - longing, flame in the heart and adorableness

- carnations - pure love, sweet love and deep love

- Daisy - loyal love

- edelweiss - courage and devotion

- fern - secret bonds of love

- forget me not - true love memories

- hyacinth - constancy, loveliness and prayers for someone

- iris - faith, trust, valor, wisdom and hope

- ivy - fidelity, affection and friendship

- jasmine - sweet love, amiability, grace and elegance

- Lily of the valley - Virgin Mary, sweetness and humility

- myrtle - love in a marriage

LOVE THIS AMAZING LIST!! ❤️❤️❤️ I can't wait to write out their wedding scene tbh! 😳❤️‍🔥

[tales-of-a-wilted-sunflower]

@stareulogy Continued from here

"Ok?? I don't like the implications of a thinly veiled threat like that."

"Let me make one thing clear...If you even try to hurt Hero. I will make you regret it. I know that you an alternate of my brother...or well what's left of Sunny in that timeline and so I have some sympathy for you which is why I held back. But if you start messing with my friends then I will do everything in my power to protect them. "

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[leafvy]

𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

here’s a list of short names to coincide with my long names list :)

[ disclaimer: my sincere apologies if there are any spelling/meaning/origin mistakes in any of my name lists, i am by no means a professional in this area, i just like creating lists to help aid storytellers. i do try my best to find each name’s corresponding origin/meaning/spelling but i am a human who is prone to make the odd mistake. p.s, i take requests! ]

Female

Ada - German - First born female

Ali - Arabic - High, elevated, champion

Amy - French/Latin - Beloved

Anne - Latin/Hebrew - Favour, grace

Aria - Hebrew/Italian - Air, song, melody

Aura - Latin/Greek - Wind

Ava - Latin - Bird-like

Aya - German/Japanese/Hebrew - Sword, colourful, beautiful, bird

Ayn - Hebrew/Finnish/Russian - God has favoured me, grace, eye

Bay - English/French - Auburn-haired

Bea - Latin - Bringer of happiness

Beau - French - Beautiful, handsome

Belle - French - Beautiful

Bia - Latin/Italian - White, fair

Bindi - Noongar - Butterfly

Blair - Scottish - Plain, meadow, field

Blanche - French - White

Blythe - English - Joyous, kind, cheerful

Bree - Irish - Exalted one, strength

Briar - English - Bush of wild roses

Brook - English - Small stream

Bryn - Welsh - Hill

Buffy - Hebrew - Diminutive of Elizabeth, my god is an oath

Cara - Latin - Dear friend

Chloe - Greek - Blooming, fertility

Cia - Greek/Hebrew - Light,

Clair - French - Bright, clear

Coco - Portuguese/Spanish - Diminutive of Socorro, help, relief

Cora - Greek - Maiden, girl, daughter

Cove - English - Small coastal inlet

Dara - Hebrew/Irish - Pearl of wisdom, gift, compassion

Dawn - English - Sunrise

Doe - English - Female deer

Dot - Greek - Diminutive of Dorothy, gift of god

Dove - English - A bird

Eden - Hebrew - Delight

Edie - English - Prosperous in war

Ella - Greek/Norman/Hebrew/German/Spanish - Beautiful, fairy maiden, goddess

Elle - French - She

Elm - English - Elm tree

Elsa - Scandinavian - Joyful, Noble, god is my oath

Emi - Japanese - Blessed, favour, beautiful

Emma - Germanic - Whole, universal

Erin - Irish - Peace, from the island to the west

Esmé - French/Persian - Esteemed, beloved, emerald

Etta - Latin - Of noble birth

Eva - Hebrew - Giver of life

Eve - Hebrew - Giver of life

Faith - Latin - Confidence, trust, belief

Faye - French - Fairy

Fern - English - Green shade-loving plant

Fiona - Gaelic/Scottish - White, fair

Fleur - French - Flower

Flo - Latin - Flowering, flourishing

Gia - Italian - God’s gracious gift

Grace - Latin - Gracious

Greta - Greek/German/Persian - Pearl

Gwen - Welsh - White, holy

Hope - English - Desire of fulfillment

Ida - Scandinavian - Labour, work

Isla - Scottish/Gaelic/Spanish - Island

Ivy - English - Fidelity

Jade - Spanish - Stone of the colic, precious gemstone

Jae - Korean - Ability, talent

Jane - English - God is gracious

Jessie - Hebrew - He sees

Jill - Latin/English - Child of the God’s, youthful

Joan - Hebrew - God is gracious

Joy - English - Happiness, joyful

June - Latin - Born in June

Juno - Latin - Queen of heaven

Kai - Hawaiian/Japanese - Sea, ocean, shell, restoration, recovery

Kat - English/Greek - Clean, pure

Kate - English/Latin/Greek - Clean, pure

Kim - English/Korean/Chinese/Vietnamese - Gift of God, gold

Kira - Russian/Japanese/Persian/Greek - Mistress, ruler, leader of the people, beloved, light

Kyla - Hebrew/English/Scottish - Narrow channel

Lacy - English/Latin/French - Lace, cheerful, unbridled

Lake - English - Body of water

Lana - Slavic/Gaelic - Little rock, light

Lark - English - Songbird

Lea - Hebrew/English - Delicate, weary, meadow

Leda - Greek - Woman

Leigh - English - Delicate, meadow

Lia - Greek - Bearer of good news

Lily - English/Latin/Greek - Pure, passion, flower

Lisa - Hebrew - God’s promise

Liv - Norse - Shelter, protection, life

Lois - Greek - Superior

Lucy - English/Latin - Light

Lula - German/English - Famous warrior

Luna - Italian/Spanish/Latin - Moon

Lux - Latin - Light

Luz - Portuguese/Spanish - Light

Lyla - Arabic - Night

Mae - French/Latin - Month of May

Maeve - Irish/Gaelic - Intoxicating

Mara - Hebrew - Bitter, strength

Mary - Aramaic/Latin/Hebrew/Greek - Bitter, beloved, rebellious, marine, drop of the sea

Maude - German/French/Hebrew - Powerful battler

May - English - Month of May

Meg - Greek - Pearl

Mia - Scandinavian - Of the sea, bitter

Mila - Slavic - Gracious, dear

Mina - German - Love

Mira - Latin/Slavic - Wonder, wonderful, peace

Moon - English - The moon

Mya - Greek/Arabic/German/Persian - Sea of bitterness

Nelly - Greek - Light

Nia - Gaelic/Swahili - Lustrous, goal, purpose, resolve, brilliance

Nina - Spanish/Hebrew/Russian/Babylonian - Enclosure of fish, little girl

Noa - Hebrew - Motion

Nora - Irish/Latin/Arabic - Honour, light

Nova - Latin - New

Nya - Swahili/Gaelic - Purpose

Opal - Sanskrit - Gem

Ora - Latin - Pray

Paige - Latin/Greek - Assistant

Paris - Latin/Greek - Pouch, wallet

Pearl - Latin/English - Smooth round bead formed by a mollusk

Pia - Latin - Pious, reverent

Pixie - Celtic/Swedish/Cornish - Fairy

Quinn - Irish/Gaelic - Counsel

Rae - Hebrew - Ewe, female sheep

Rain - English - Rain

Reese - Welsh - Ardent, fiery

Remi - French - Oarsman

Ren - Japanese - Water lily, lotus

Rita - Spanish - Pearl

Rose - Latin - Flower

Ruby - Latin - Red gemstone

Rue - English/Greek - Regret, herb

Ruth - Hebrew - Friend

Sadie - Hebrew - Princess

Sage - Latin - Wise

Shae - Gaelic/Irish - Admirable, full of majesty

Sky - Norse - Cloud, scholar

Sloan - Irish/Gaelic - Warrior

Sue - Hebrew - Lily

Suzy - Hebrew - Lily

Tara - Sanskrit - Star

Tate - English/Norse - Cheerful

Taya - Japanese - Young

Tess - English/Greek - To harvest, to reap

Teva - Hebrew - Nature

Thea - Greek - Goddess

Tia - Spanish - Aunt

Uma - Hebrew/Sanskrit - Nation

Una - Irish - The personification of truth, beauty and unity

Velma - German - Determined protector

Vera - Slavic - Faith

Wren - English - Small bird

Zara - Arabic - Radiance

Zelda - German - Grey fighting maid

Zia - Arabic - Light

Zoe - Greek - Life

Zuri - Swahili - Beautiful

Male

Ace - Latin - One; unity

Amir - Arabic/Persian/Hebrew - Prince, chief, immortal

Araz - Arabic - Provisions, commodities

Arik - Norse - Eternal ruler

Arlo - English - Fortified hill

Arris - Greek -Best

Asa - Hebrew/Japanese - Healer, physician, born in the morning

Ash - English - Ash tree

Atlas - Greek - To carry

Axel - Hebrew - Father is peace

Bane - Slavic - Glorious defender

Bear - French/German - As strong and brave as a Bear

Beau - French - Beautiful

Beck - Norse - Small stream

Blaire - Scottish/Gaelic - Plain, field

Blake - English - Fair-haired, dark

Bodhi - Sanskrit - Awakening, enlightenment

Bolt - English - Bar, arrow

Bran - Scottish/Irish/Gaelic - Bramble, thicket of wild gorse

Brock - English/Celtic - Badger-like

Brody - Scottish - Broad eye, broad island

Bron - English - Son of a dark man

Buck - English - Male deer

Cade - English - Round, barrel

Cain - Hebrew - Something produced, spear

Cash - English/Latin - Hollow

Chase - English/French - To catch, to seize, hunter, huntsman

Clark - English - Scribe, secretary

Cody - English - Helpful, pillow

Cole - English - Swarthy, coal-black, charcoal

Colt - English - Young horse

Crew - Latin - Chariot

Dane - English - From Denmark

Dax - French - Leader

Dean - English - Valley

Drake - English - Dragon, snake

Duke - English - Leader, son of Marmaduke

Eden - Hebrew - Place of pleasure, delight

Eli - Hebrew - Ascent

Evan - Welsh - Youth, young warrior

Ezra - Hebrew - Help, helper

Felix - Latin - Happy, lucky

Fig - English - Fruit

Finn - Norse/Irish - Finn, Sámi, white, fair

Fox - English - Cunning, sly

Gage - French - One who is defiant

Gale - English/Greek - Jovial, tranquil

Grant - English/Gaelic - Tall, big

Grey - English - Grey-haired

Guy - French - Guide, leader

Heath - English - Someone who lives by a moor or heath

Hugh - English/French/Germanic - Mind, spirit

Ian - Scottish - The Lord is gracious

Ike -Hebrew - Laughter

Iker - Basque - Visitation

Jack - English - God is gracious, supplanter

Jax - English - God is gracious

Jay - Latin - Bird in the crow family

Jeb - Hebrew - Beloved friend

Jed - Hebrew - Beloved of God

Jet -English - Black, airplane

Jody - English/Hebrew - Jehovah increases

Jon - Hebrew - God is gracious

Joss - German - One of the Goths

Jovi - Latin - Father of the sky

Judd - English - To flow down

Jude - Greek - Praised

Kade - Scottish - From the wetlands

Kai - Hawaiian/Japanese - Sea, ocean, shell, restoration, recovery

Kiam - Unknown - Unknown

King - English - Monarch

Kit - Greek - Bearing Christ

Knox - Scottish/English - Hillock, round-topped hill

Koa - Hawaiian - Warrior, brave one

Kye - Welsh/Scandinavian/Gaelic/Greek - Keeper of the keys, earth, narrow, straight

Kylo - Latin - Sky

Lane - English - Small roadway or path

Lars - Latin/Scandinavian - From Laurentum, crowned with laurel

Leif - Scandinavian - Heir, descendent, beloved

Leo - Latin/Greek - Lion

Leon - Latin/Greek/French - Lion, son of a Lion

Levi - Hebrew - Joining, attached

Luka - Italy/Slavic - A person from Lucania

Luke - Latin - The bright one, the one born at dawn

Max - Latin - The greatest

Milo - German - Soldier, merciful

Nash - English - By the ash tree

Neo - Latin - New, gift

Nico - Greek - People of victory

Noah - Hebrew - To comfort

Oak - English - Oak tree

Otis - German/English - Wealth, son of Otto

Pax - Latin - Peaceful

Piet - Dutch - Rock

Pike - English - A person who lives on a sharp hill

Poe - English - Peacock

Quana - Native American - Aromatic

Ray - English/German - Counsel, mighty protection, guards wisely

Reed - English - Red-haired

Remi - French - Oarsman

Ren - Japanese - Water lily, lotus

Rhett - English/Dutch - Advice

Roan - Gaelic - Little red-head

Rory - Irish - Red-haired King

Ross - Gaelic - Promontory, headland

Roth - English/German - Red, wood, renown

Roy - Gaelic - Red

Rudy - German - Famous Wolf

Ryan - Irish - Little King, illustrious

Saint - English - Holy person

Saul - Hebrew - Ask, question

Sid - French/English - Wide meadow

Slade - English - Valley

Tate - Norse - Cheerful

Teo - Spanish - God

Tim - English - One who honours God

Toby - English - God is good

Torin - Gaelic - Chief

Troy - Irish - Descendent of a foot-soldier

Tye - English - Someone who lived near a pasture

West - English - Western stream

Wolf - German - Travelling Wolf

Zane - Hebrew - God is gracious

Zeke - Hebrew - God strengthens

Zen - Japanese - Peace

Zev - Hebrew - Wolf

[mcx7demonbros]

September 8th - Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary

From the Sermons of St. Augustine, Bishop of Hippo, 18th on the Saints

Dearly beloved brethren, the day for which we have longed, the Feast-day of the Blessed and Worshipful and Ever-Virgin Mary, that day is come. Let our land laugh and sing with merriment, bathed in the glory of this great Virgin's rising. She is the flower of the fields on which the priceless lily of the valleys hath blossomed. This is she whose delivery changed the nature that we draw from our first parents, and cleansed away their offence. At her that dolorous sentence which was pronounced over Eve ended its course to her it was never said: "In sorrow thou shalt bring forth children." Gen. iii. 16. She brought forth a Child, even the Lord, but she brought Him forth, not in sorrow, but in joy.

Eve wept, but Mary laughed. Eve's womb was big with tears, but Mary's womb was big with gladness. Eve gave birth to a sinner, but Mary gave birth to the sinless One. The mother of our race brought punishment into the world, but the Mother of our Lord brought salvation into the world. Eve was the foundress of sin, but Mary was the foundress of righteousness. Eve welcomed death, but Mary helped in life. Eve smote, but Mary healed. For Eve's disobedience, Mary offered obedience and for Eve's unbelief, Mary offered faith.

Let Mary now make a loud noise upon the organ, and between its quick notes let the rattling of the Mother's timbrel be heard. Let the gladsome choirs sing with her, and their sweet hymns mingle with the changing music. Hearken to what a song her timbrel will make accompaniment. She saith: "My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour. For He hath regarded the lowliness of His hand-maiden, for, behold, from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed for He That is Mighty hath done to me great things." The new miracle of Mary's delivery hath effaced the curse of the frail backslider, and the singing of Mary hath silenced the wailing of Eve.

Thy Birth, O Virgin Mother of God, was a message of joy to the whole world; For out of thee rose the Sun of righteousness, even Christ our God, Who hath taken away the curse and brought a blessing, confounded death, and given unto us everlasting life.

Bestow upon Your servants, we beseech You, O Lord, the gift of heavenly grace, that, as the child-bearing of the Blessed Virgin stood for the beginning of our salvation, so may the solemn feast of her Nativity bring about an increase of peace. Through Christ our Lord. Amen. (Taken from the Collect prayer for today’s feast)

[winterballads]

I was tagged by @pridesobright @spellboundzouis @going-there-and-back-again @kashyyyyk @queenmevesknickers @wuxien @rnbziamau @lohrendrell in a few ask games, thanks so much darlings! 🦋💖

—four catch-up questions

Last song: Taming a Stray for the hundredth time since I’m currently buried in Gascon Feels™ right up to my ears fsdfsds

Last movie: it’s been too long for me to remember rip, think I haven’t watched a single movie since last Halloween? 😳 

Currently watching: tons of videos about TW3 since apparently spending 400+ hours in this game wasn’t enough lmao

Currently reading: about to start Blood of Elves 💕

—writing snippet

Here I decided to combine the “snippet of something I’m working on” and “last 7 sentences I wrote” ask games 🥰✨ It’s going to be fewer than 7 sentences though, bc I don’t want to reveal too much of my story and it’s very short anyway 👀

A dark shape obscured the silver glow of the moon shining through the window’s faded, distorted glass mosaic. It moved closer… closer… until the window croaked on its rusty hinges, giving a strangled squeak as though in warning.   

Gascon was ready.

His hazel eyes gleamed eerily in the darkness as he leapt towards the opening with silent, graceful steps.

—this or that

sage green or baby blue || moon or stars || paperback or hardback || piercings or tattoos || drawing or writing || saturn or jupiter || line without a hook or mr. loverman (don’t know neither) || ancient greece or ancient egypt || prague or amsterdam || dark academia or light academia || indie aesthetic or cottagecore || stargazing or late night drives || strawberries or watermelons || rings or necklaces || extrovert or introvert || dragons or griffins || ocean or mountain || silver or gold || dawn or dusk || creative or free spirit || early bird or night owl || cook or bake || dagger or sword

—twenty questions

1. Name: Marianne

2. Nickname: Mari or Marie

3. Zodiac sign: cancer through and through haha ♋️

4. Height: about 164 cm

5. Languages: French, English, German, Norwegian, Danish and Swedish 💗

6. Nationality: Canadian 🇨🇦- more specifically Québecer

7. Favourite season: spring

8. Favourite flower: don’t really have one in particular, but some examples include lily of the valley, gardenia and bluebell 💐

9. Favourite scent: my cat’s fur 🥺

10. Favourite colour: mint/sage/emerald green, pink, purple, fuchsia and soft and pastel tones in general 

11. Favourite animal: cats and bats, plus wolves probably? ✨

12. Favourite fictional character(s): no idea how to narrow down my huuuge list to only a few haha, but since I’m mostly into the Witcher fandom atm - Emiel Regis, Geralt of Rivia, Renfri of Creyden, Cerys an Craite, Essi Daven, Gascon Brossard and Queen Meve 🌸💜 

13. Coffee, tea or hot chocolate: tea and hot chocolate 😍

14. Average hours of sleep: around 6-7

15. Dog or cat person: cat 🤧

16. Number of blankets you sleep with: one big fluffy blanket

17. Dream trip: visiting more of Norway (Lofoten, Ålesund, Stavanger, Svalbard, etc.) + going back to Germany, Sweden, Denmark and Finland + travelling to Iceland 😭

18. Blog established: October 2011 dsfsdds

19. Number of followers: 1,900 lovely people 🥰💛

20. Random fact: I hate sea food with a passion lmao

Tagging everyone who tagged me to do any of this + @amantisegreti @technicallysideacc @sunflowrhaz @southfarthing @humble--bard @liamisthesun @mugglemirror 💕