Stat Crux Dum Volvitur Orbis
Stat Crux Dum Volvitur Orbis
The young have other priorities-
I understand that.
A leman to hold you,
Children running in the garth,
White flowers at the start of the year,
Apples in the long grass smelling sweetly of death-
These are all good things
While their seasons last.
But why should an old man or woman want more
Than a roof to keep the rain off,
A stout door to keep the newsmongers out,
Water running from a bronze tap,
A garden to dig in,
Books to read and write in,
Brothers and sisters- all close-
But none of them speaking
Except in silence-
Silence
The conversation of angels-
And one Friend
Steady in all his gifts,
Steady in every season,
Of whom it would be foolish to say more?
A tree is desirable too- especially if it’s a nut tree.
Although I wouldn’t say I needed it,
I am happy to have one.
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It's entirely new. I wrote it this morning.
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Please do. I'd be honoured.
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Glad!
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Only time will show if this is more than a flying visit :)
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A tree is desirable too- especially if it’s a nut tree.
Although I wouldn’t say I needed it,
I am happy to have one.
I had a little nut-tree.
Nothing would it bear
But a silver nutmeg
and a golden pear;
The king of Spain's daughter
came to visit me,
And all because of my little nut-tree.
I skipped over water, I danced over sea.
And all the birds in the air couldn't catch me.
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I can almost hear her voice, very light and lilting.
She also sang to me "Can she bake a cherry pie, Charming Billy?" and "He promised to buy me a bunch of blue ribons to tie up my bonnie brown hair," and "Sweet and low, sweet and low, wind of the western sea"--which made me think of the color purple, and see a moon in a purple sky.
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Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing;
"Onward" the sailors cry.
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye.
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Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
would be most evocative to you as a child!
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Right--you got the archetype of the child king.