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Posted in Hello all~
Posted 7 years ago
Posted in I Left My Heart in Middle Earth!
Posted 7 years ago
@Eruca: Another fellow hobbit! Yay! *hands Eruca some of the finest beer in all of Buckland*
Also, a fellow Doctor Who fan! My kinda person! River episodes always pull at my heartstrings. Their love story is so tragic! Probably my favorite companion is Donna though, I love her relationship with the doctor, she always was the most honest with him.
Also, a fellow Doctor Who fan! My kinda person! River episodes always pull at my heartstrings. Their love story is so tragic! Probably my favorite companion is Donna though, I love her relationship with the doctor, she always was the most honest with him.
Posted in I Left My Heart in Middle Earth!
Posted 7 years ago
Posted in The sanctuary
Posted 7 years ago
Posted in I Left My Heart in Middle Earth!
Posted 7 years ago
Posted in Share poems that you love!
Posted 7 years ago
@Quoth the Raven: I knew "The Raven" would show up here eventually. Its just so classic and one of my favorites!
The Tiger by William Blake
Tiger Tiger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!
When the stars threw down their spears
And water’d heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tiger Tiger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
The Tiger by William Blake
Tiger Tiger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!
When the stars threw down their spears
And water’d heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tiger Tiger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Posted in Edit: I almost lost my sister
Posted 7 years ago
Posted in Edit: I almost lost my sister
Posted 7 years ago
Posted in I Left My Heart in Middle Earth!
Posted 7 years ago
Posted in I Left My Heart in Middle Earth!
Posted 7 years ago
Posted in The sanctuary
Posted 7 years ago
Posted in I Left My Heart in Middle Earth!
Posted 7 years ago
Posted in The sanctuary
Posted 7 years ago
Posted in The sanctuary
Posted 7 years ago