Friday, January 23, 2009

Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you
Can understand.

WB Yeats
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  1. Anonymous1:45 AM

    I think that Phillipe has it right, Teyssieu is the best place in all the world.

    What child has need of television in a place where water springs from the ground, chestnuts beckon with the promise of jars of creme and roses yield jam and tea!

    In a house so warm with the smell of toasting bread and the fire at your back, the cold and snow have an invitation of red cheeks and boots to stomp off with tales to tell of adventures outside....

    After reading The Stolen Child on lunch break today, I found this as well...I think it suits my fancy today.

    Though I am old with wandering
    Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
    I will find out where she has gone,
    And kiss her lips and take her hands;
    And walk among long dappled grass,
    And pluck till time and times are done
    The silver apples of the moon,
    The golden apples of the sun.




    love,
    Kevin

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