I happened to chance upon this poem a while ago when I was checking my email. Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep is a poem largely considered to be written by Mary Elizabeth Frye (1904-2004), but of disputed origin. Of course the reason I am sharing t...
By Hans Christian Andersen (1842) All the songs of the east speak of the love of the nightingale for the rose in the silent starlight night. The winged songster serenades the fragrant flowers. Not far from Smyrna, where the merchant drives his loaded...
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The Smiths - Pretty Girls Make Graves Upon the sand, upon the bay there is a quick and easy way you say Before you illustrate I'd rather state : i'm not the man you think I am I'm not the man you think I am And sorrows native son He will not smile fo...
When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, even inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion; when I see...
Two students, Beth and Carl, are talking about the red-haired mummies. B: Can you imagine what it was like 4,000 years ago? C: That's hard to imagine. But if the mummies could speak, they could certai...
