Saturday, January 8, 2005

Saturday January 8, 2005

Filed under: General — m759 @ 5:48 AM


Great is your love,  Prince Ombra answered finally, and eternal is its mystery to me.  Yet honor was not denied me in the fire of Creation.  Ombra, lord vanquisher of heroes, pledges this, O brother of David, Arthur the King, and Susano– the child will speak even as you fall before me.  You will be remembered.

—  Prince Ombra, by Roderick MacLeish

“There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance.”

William Shakespeare, Hamlet

1 Comment

  1. Thirteene times thrise, on thirteene nights,
    (So often as I fill my Sphære
    With glorious light, throughout the yeere)
    You shall (when all things els do sleepe
    Saue your chast thoughts) with reuerence, steepe
    Your bodies in that purer brine,
    And wholesome dew, call’d Ros-marine:

    – Ben Jonson, Masque of Darkness.

    Comment by stephenhoy — Wednesday, January 12, 2005 @ 1:12 AM

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