On Sat, 21 May 2005 09:19:11 -0800 (GMT-08:00), Dr. Marion Ceruti > We are all getting older but age has its advantages > as well as its disadvantages. I would like to be 20 > years younger but have as much experience as > I will have 20 years from now. > > Best wishes to all, > Marion > ++++++++Mezzosoprano+++++++++:) > > -----Original Message----- > From: Arto Wikla <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> > "In the good old days" "all was better"... ;-) > > So perhaps my main message was only the last sentence: >> Perhaps I am getting old? ;-) > > All the best > > Arto
... Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Though much is taken, much abides; and though We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield. The end of the poem, Ulysses, by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-1892) It's been my favorite poem for nearly 40 years. The Other. To get on or off this list see list information at http://www.cs.dartmouth.edu/~wbc/lute-admin/index.html
