What phrase or poem would you stitch?
KarenK2683
I think I'd like to stitch Frost's The Road Not Taken poem. I have one chart
with it, but think I'd like it to look different than the chart I have. Love
that poem!
Karen
Patricia Rogers
surrounded by a springtime border of birds and flowers:
"The birds of the air collect together
The twig, the clay, the straw, the feather;
Into the carefully fashioned nest
The eggs, like promises, come to rest.
Breaking to life, the fledgling young,
Cherished and guarded, safe and sung,
Rise in their newfound strength to fly
Into the unrestricted sky.
So let me build a stalwart nest
For thoughts divine, by Spirit blest
Folding them, feeding them, till they spring
High in the air on healing wing
Over the world, untrammeld, free,
Singing their songs of liberty
That every head and heart be raised
And God be heard and God be praised."
Virginia Thesiger
Carolyn Potts
something like this, "One of these days I'm going to grab me a handful of
stars," and that's all I can remember of it, but I would love to A) find
the poem, and B) design and stitch a sampler or whatever of it.
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Judy Bay
Where the race of men go by
The men who are good and the men who are bad,
As good and as bad as I.
I would not sit in the scorner's seat,
Or hurl the critic's ban.
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.
Sam Walter Foss
There are more verses, but that's my favorite part.
April Burd
didn't like the design I just finished charting up a new design that I like much
better, the poem surrounded by pansies and sprigs of lavender. It'll be a
christmas gift for my MIL.
"To His Mother"
Mother-in-law they say, and yet,
Somehow I simply can't forget
'Twas you who watched his baby ways
Who taught him his first hymn of praise,
Who smiled on him with living pride
When he first toddled by your side.
'Mother-in-law' but oh, 'twas you
Who taught him to be kind and true;
When he was tired, almost asleep,
'Twas to your arms he used to creep,
And when he bruised his tiny knee,
'Twas you who kissed it tenderly.
'Mother-in-law' they say, and yet
Somehow I never shall forget
How very much I owe
To you, who taught him how to grow.
You trained your son to look above,
You made of him the man I love,
And so I think of that today,
Ah! Then with thankful heart I'll say
Our Mother.
A bit sappy I know but she always seems to like those kinds of things and you
don't often see pieces for MILs.
Scarlet Apex
It goes:
Oh Lord, my G-d
I pray that these things never end:
The sand and the sea,
The rush of the waters,
The crash of the heavens,
The prayer of the heart.
Senesh was a member of the underground movement in Palestine during WWII.
She was sent to Yugoslavia and was headed toward Hungary. She was captured
by the Nazis and then executed. I remember singing this in synagogue as a
kid and now have a pendant with this on it...Always was one of my favorites.
Isabel
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>There's a poem that Satchel Paige , of all people, wrote that begins
>something like this, "One of these days I'm going to grab me a handful of
>stars,"
I FOUND IT!!!!! Me -- the "surf the internet" hater person :-))). Google,com
is *great -- here it is -- written by Samuel Adams "To Satch"...
Somteimes I feel like I will never stop
Just go on forever
Til one fine morning
I'll reach up and grab me a handful of stars
And swing out my long lean leg
And whip three long strikes burning down the heavens
And look over at God and say
How about that.
TaDa -- I can't believe I found it and on the very first try :-))). It was
at http://www.fine-arts.org/treasure/august_98/august98_treasure.html
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Alison Hendon
want to stitch LOTS. I love poetry and find that so little of what is
used on samplers etc. appeals to me. I just found this poem for a new
house by Louis Untermeyer (Prayer for This House). I was thinking
about stitching the last 3 lines...
May nothing evil cross this door,
And may ill fortune never pry
About these windows; may the roar
And rain go by.
By faith made strong, the rafters will
Withstand the battering of the storm.
This hearth, though all the world grow chill
Will keep you warm.
Peace shall walk softly through these rooms,
Touching our lips with holy wine,
Till every casual corner blooms
Into a shrine.
With laughter drown the raucous shout
And, though these sheltering walls are thin,
May they be strong to keep hate out
And hold love in.
Alison
Elizabeth O'Rourke
He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven
HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
Liz
http://www.classicstitches.com
The magazine for stitchers world wide
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> From: victoria[SMTP:ani...@animaux.net0]
> Reply To: ani...@animaux.net0
> Posted At: 29 August 2001 21:37
> Posted To: needlework
> Conversation: What phrase or poem would you stitch?
> Subject: What phrase or poem would you stitch?
>
> If I ever stitch a phrase or poem, this will be it. Sort of wraps it
> up in a
> nutshell for me. It's Buddhist.
>
>
> Dedication of Merit
>
> Throughout my many lives and until this moment,
> Whatever virtue I have accomplished,
> Including the merit generated by this practice,
> And all that I will ever attain,
> This I offer
> For the welfare of all sentient beings.
>
> May sickness, war, famine and suffering
> Be decreased for every being
> While their wisdom and compassion increase
> In this and in every future life.
>
> May I clearly perceive all experiences
> To be as insubstantial
> As the dream fabric of the night,
> And instantly awaken to perceive
> The pure wisdom display
> In the arising of every phenomenon.
>
> May I quickly attain Enlightenment
> In order to work ceaselessly
> For the liberation of all sentient beings
>
>
>
>
> http://www.freetibet.org
>
Pat Thompson-Dumas
of you.
What I would like to stitch are the lyrics to the song "Dance," as
performed by Lee Anne (sp) Womack. The Dean of Students
at my daughter's college used that as a theme for a speech to
prospective students ( my daughter included!) back in November
and I love the hope and faith it presents. I'll have to go out on
the web and track down the words.
Pat in NY
PaulaB
multi-stanza poem such as many of you describe. I go for the shorter
quotes...one I mentioned the other day (an Ann Landers gem of the day)
-
The man who is convinced he can do something is usually right.
And so is the man who is convinced he cannot.
I am convinced I could actually complete that one! There are
numerous Scripture verses I would like to do, as well. Paula B.
Ericka Kammerer
victoria wrote:
>
> If I ever stitch a phrase or poem, this will be it. Sort of wraps it up in a
> nutshell for me. It's Buddhist.
>
> Dedication of Merit
A lovely piece. At the moment, obviously, I am looking into
stitching "High Flight" (can't wait to see it, Laura--I'm
positively salivating waiting for the mail ;-) I have Indigo
Rose's "Desiderata" in my stash just waiting for me to feel
particularly flush so I can rush out and get the silks. But
there is another piece I would love to stitch, which is "Deep
Peace." I have already stitched the version from Celtic
Cross Stitch as a memorial piece for my grandfather--see it at:
I have found another one that looks very nice that I am thinking
about stitching:
http://www.elegantstitch.com/forgetmenotsinstitches/deeppeace.jpg
It's from Forget Me Nots in Stitches, and called "Deep Peace."
Anyone seen this in person? It looks lovely, but I'd love to
see more detail before I invest.
However, as far as I can tell, no one has done anything with
the full text, which is:
From the Hills of Dream by Fiona Macleod
INVOCATION OF PEACE
AFTER THE GAELIC
Deep peace I breathe into you,
O weariness, here
O ache, here!
Deep peace, a soft white dove to you;
Deep peace, a quiet rain to you;
Deep peace, an ebbing wave to you!
Deep peace, red wind of the east from you;
Deep peace, grey wind of the west to you;
Deep peace, dark wind of the north from you;
Deep peace, blue wind of the south to you !
Deep peace, pure red of the flame to you;
Deep peace, pure white of the moon to you;
Deep peace, pure green of the grass to you;
Deep peace, pure brown of the earth to you;
Deep peace, pure grey of the dew to you,
Deep peace, pure blue of the sky to you !
Deep peace of the running wave to you,
Deep peace of the flowing air to you,
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you,
Deep peace of the sleeping stones to you !
Deep peace of the Yellow Shepherd to you,
Deep peace of the Wandering Shepherdess to you,
Deep peace of the Flock of Stars to you,
Deep peace from the Son of Peace to you,
Deep peace from the heart of Mary to you,
From Bridget of the Mantle
Deep peace, deep peace !
And with the kindness too of
the Haughty Father, Peace !
In the name of the Three who are One,
And by the will of the King of the Elements,
Peace! Peace!
With imagery like that, it would make a fabulous sampler-
style piece (at least in my opinion).
Of course there are a zillion other quotes I'd love to
do. Here's a humorous one from Heinlein that would be a
hoot:
"A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an
invasion, butcher a hog, conna ship, design a building,
write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone,
comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate,
act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch
manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight
efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects."
Or perhaps this one, from the same source:
"Do not handicap your children by making their lives
too easy."
Take care,
Ericka
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account I weed out only on occasion. To send me email, send to
my first name dot my last name at home dot com
and watch the spelling ;-)
Dawne
> something like this, "One of these days I'm going to grab me a handful of
> stars," and that's all I can remember of it, but I would love to A) find
> the poem, and B) design and stitch a sampler or whatever of it.
him by Samuel Allen. I found it several places on the web by
searching from Google with the phrases "grab me a handful of stars"
and Satchel Paige.
Dawne
TwinMom
behind that poem.
emerald
KarenK2683 <karen...@aol.com> wrote
> I think I'd like to stitch Frost's The Road Not Taken poem. I have one
chart
> with it, but think I'd like it to look different than the chart I have.
Love
> that poem!
Mmmm! Me too!
I always find it fascinating that decisions that seemed so *tiny* when I
made them, have taken my life in directions I never dreamed of.
Along the same lines, there's a phrase I read somewhere, somewhen (and can't
attribute it properly!) that has stayed in my mind for years:
"Three things never return - the sped arrow, the spoken word and the lost
opportunity"
emerald
C
I didn't think it was sappy at all.
Here's what I'm looking forward to doing:
You got to do anything
You got to do anything
You got to do anything
You got to do anything
You got to do anything
You got to do anything
You got to do anything
<-----I wouldn't needlepoint this "you've got to do anything" part
because I don't think that's what he's saying. On my cd it
sounds like he's saying "You've got me doin it". I probably wouldn't
put that in either since I only have so much 14 mesh. I would also
take
out the "yeahs" and "ooh babys" even though I happen to like those and
when he sings "Ow" and trills his thing at the end I go a little nuts.
It's by Barry White and before I do it I plan on emailing him for
permission.
Oh, baby, sweet baby
What am I gonna do
Baby, sweet baby, my babe
What am I gonna do with you,
Been makin’ love for hours
And, baby, with you goin’ strong
Girl, this night is ours
And, ooh, I swear I feel it comin’ on,
Oh, I know when we get through
Girl, I won’t be able to move
I don’t know just what you got
I just don’t want you to stop
Givin’ me, all of me
Baby, oh, baby
Girl, what am I gonna do
Baby, sweet baby, my babe
What am I gonna do with you
Ooh, what a groove thing
Love how you do it
Ain’t what you got, babe
Girl, it’s how you use it,
Stay right there, right there, don’t you move
You don’t know what I’m going through
Girl, you made me give it up
You are unwillin’, you’re just to much
You know how to make me “Ow”
Ooh...ooh...baby
Ooh...ooh...baby
Ooh...ooh...baby
Oh, baby, oh, baby
Girl, what am I gonna do
Ah, baby, sweet baby, my babe
What am I gonna do with you
Brr...na-na-na-na
Brr...na-na-na-na
Ah
Brr...na-na-na-na
Brr...na-na-na-na
Yeah...yeah...eah...eah...
Baby, oh, baby
Tell me what am I gonna do with you
Ah, baby, sweet baby, my babe
Girl, what am I gonna do with you
Brr...na-na-na-na <-------(that's when he trills)
Brr...na-na-na-na
or I like this quote too:
Oh, I tell ya, Camilla, great plumbers are born, not made! I'm the
prince of plungers, fair maiden!~gONZO
Unfortunately it doesn't look like I'll be "doin it" anytime soon,
since
I had my heart set on the thing from the Tortoise & Hare (paternayan
color cards book thing) and I'm busy working
on a dress for a wedding right now. (I'm almost done!)
I know it isn't Sunday, but I thought it might be ok to sneak in a
post today.
If not, please email me and explain what it was that I did that wasn't
appropriate.
Thanks very much.
Meredith Dill
May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.
Meredith
Velvet
a picture to go with one of my poems (tho what I'm picturing is probably
closer to a Jonathon Earl Bowser picture), and in the "empty space" I'd
likely stitch the first stanza of my poem 'Little Bird' ...
Aside from that, maybe something by e.e. cummings ... or whatever held
my fancy at the moment. It just depends on the mood I'm in at the time
and what I need to go with it.
--
Jen Persinger
vel...@rootaction.net
Velvet
book (left over from my college days ... but it is definitely a book
well worth keeping), and a bunch of my old poems. For the curious (cus
I'm still not entirely with it this morning), the first 3 lines of my
poem 'little bird':
Little Bird,
don't fold your wing
for I have set you free
It's the only poem I've ever dedicated. And it still brings tears to my
eyes when I think of it. Normally, I write as an outlet.
( http://cainan.shutdown.com/~velvet/poems/littlebird.html )
I think I'm going to go and read through my book of poems ....
--
Jen Persinger
vel...@rootaction.net
Jennifer Millsap
> It would have to be a poem by Wordsworth:
"Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed
Their snow-white blossoms on my head,
With brightest sunshine round me spread
of spring's unclouded weather,
In this sequestered nook how sweet
to sit upon my orchard-seat!
And birds and flowers once more to greet,
My last year's friends together."
From "The Green Linnet"
Jennifer
NW Oregon
Nan Scott
would love to have a chart for the Shaker hymn Simple Gifts.
Nan Scott
Meredith Dill wrote in message <3B8E7770...@yahoo.com>...
Sandra McNally
service (1982). Thanks for reminding me of such a nice poem.
Sandi in Philadelphia, PA
Judy Bay wrote in message <3B8DC637...@terraworld.net>...
Robert and Elizabeth
> The W B Yeats poem
> He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven
> HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
> Enwrought with golden and silver light,
> The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
> Of night and light and the half-light,
> I would spread the cloths under your feet:
> But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
> I have spread my dreams under your feet;
> Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
Oooh, thank you for posting this. I love the last three lines of this so
much. I write poetry, but don't share it much, for just that reason.
Also because I don't write the trendy modern stuff, most of mine
actually has a rhythm and rhyme to it. I mean, I do occasionally write
free verse, but prefer the metered rhythms of, say, Elizabethan poetry.
But I do love Yeats as well, and also Whitman.
Elizabeth (Interesting, given my name, my preference in poetry styles)
fuba...@yahoo.com
wrote:
Victoria--
I want to thank you, thank you thank you for starting this thread...
reading through all of the responses helped solve stitching dilemma I
was having for what to stitch my best friends for the occasion of
their wedding...
They were recently married in the church after having eloped some
months earlier. I really wanted to stitch MLI's "The Wedding" for
them but decided against it when I couldn't decide what date to use as
their wedding date (they had actually eloped several months before
telling anyone)... So anyway, while I was reading the replies in this
thread, I realized that the groom wrote & recorded a very beautiful
song for the bride as a wedding gift, so I am going to stitch the
lyric for them. The lyrics bring an image of the seas, so it won't be
difficult to find a suitable background image. This way, they will
always be reminded of their wedding, but I don't have to worry about
which ceremony date to put on it!!!!
-Joann
KDLark
done that before:
At Tara today in this fateful hour
I place all Heaven with its power,
And the sun with its brightness,
And the snow with its whiteness,
And fire with all the strength it hath,
And lightning, with its rapid wrath,
And the winds with their swiftness along
their path,
And the sea with its deepness,
And the rocks with their steepness,
And the earth with its starkness.
All these I place
By God's almighty help and grace
Between myself and the powers of
darkness.
The Faedh Fiada, of The Cry of the Deer.
This is credited to St. Patrick. I once did another of his prayers for my
mother, but I would keep this one.
Katrina L.
Judy Bay
cottage with one of those peaks over the front door that goes lower on
one side.
KDLark
>I have one of those in surface embroidery and it is a great favorite. I
>would love to have a chart for the Shaker hymn Simple Gifts.
I have a chart for this -- I did it several years ago and made it into a
wedding sampler for me and my husband. I had already decided that I was going
to chart it myself (maybe with a "tree of life") when I found it. Later on, I
bought a magazine with a "tree of life" chart, and now it's a pillow on my bed.
Katrina L.
emerald
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> This is the poem I WILL stitch. All it needs is the Celtic border, and
I've
> done that before:
When my husband was diagnosed with cancer someone gave me a (printed) copy
of this, complete with a celtic border. It looks beautiful and would, I
think, be well worth the effort of stitching.
emerald (remembering how angry and scared I was seven years ago today)
Monique Reed
.............
I saw a stranger yestere'en;
I put food in the eating place,
drink in the drinking place,
music in the listening place.
And in the name of the Triune
he blessed myself and my house,
my cattle and my dear ones.
And the lark said in her song:
Often, often, often,
goes the Christ in the stranger's guise;
often, often, often,
goes the Christ in the stranger's guise.
............
A Celtic border and that's one for the front hall.
Monique
Lauren Kuik
for stitching to take with you since you can't take your usual stuff. If
not, maybe you could take a printout of all the poem messages and make a
notebook ; )
Have fun (in spite of it all)
Lauren
St. Pete, FL
"victoria" <ani...@animaux.net0> wrote in message
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> On Thu, 30 Aug 2001 20:27:58 GMT, fuba...@yahoo.com wrote:
>
> >On Wed, 29 Aug 2001 20:37:02 GMT, victoria <ani...@animaux.net0>
> >wrote:
> >
> >Victoria--
> >
> >I want to thank you, thank you thank you for starting this thread...
> >reading through all of the responses helped solve stitching dilemma I
> >was having for what to stitch my best friends for the occasion of
> >their wedding...
>
> (...)
>
> and I have NO IDEA why I started it! I was sitting here and it just came
to me.
> I guess I was trying to relax, pertaining to the trip to my MIL tomorrow,
and in
> relaxing I thought of Dedication of Merit and how the Dalai Lama would
calm
> himself. I was thinking what would he do in order to be peaceful and
kind, and
> my mind wandered into a peaceful night of tossing and turning and
anxiety!!!! :)
>
> I guess I'm not "there" yet! But I strive and yearn to be.
>
> Hahaha.
>
> V
>
>
> http://www.freetibet.org
Tess Ailshire
If I had a brontosaurus
I would name him Horace or Morris.
But if one day he had
a lot of little brontosaurii,
I would change his name.
To Laurie.
I can see it with cartoonish brontosaurii of different sizes scattered about in
a spot motif-type way.....
Carolyn Potts
"victoria" <ani...@animaux.net0> wrote in message
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> If I ever stitch a phrase or poem, this will be it. Sort of wraps it up
in a
Jamie Quiroga
either humorous or "life/wisdom/age-affirming" quotes or poems to stitch up
a sampler for my sister's 40th Birthday the end of October. She's a
recently-converted Pagan, thrice-married (and divorced) whose children are
"flying the coup" so I'm looking for something to the effect of the rest of
her life being better than the so-called "best" years of her life.
"When I am an Old Woman, I will wear purple" is the right sentiment, but
it's important to me that I design this piece myself. (She went all-out for
my 40th-- shipping in pizza from our childhood favorite restaurant in
Chicago and throwing the first actual Birthday party I'd had since I was 3.)
I may just go with a brilliantly-colored, swirly-lettered "Carpe Diem" in
purples, raspberry, turquoise and yellow on an amazing orange linen I've
been fiddling with.
-Jamie
PaulaB
Hi, Emerald...There is a sampler with this verse on it by Moira
Blackburn. It is a very full and busy sampler, with the verse
relatively small. It says:
Three things there are that will never come back
The arrow shot forth on its destined track
The appointed hour that could not wait
And the helpful word that was spoken too late.
Now, how about a little guilt to go along with it?! But it is in my
stash and it's really pretty so I will probably get to it - someday!
Paula B.
Mellissa Allison
It is not a slight thing when they, who are so fresh from God, love us.
~Charles Dickens
Happy stitching!
Mellissa
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Jeri
"victoria" <ani...@animaux.net0> wrote in message
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> If I ever stitch a phrase or poem, this will be it. Sort of wraps it up
in a
> nutshell for me. It's Buddhist.
>
>
> Dedication of Merit
I'd stitch the phrase I use in my sig line in other newsgroups.
Set your course by the stars, and not by the lights of every passing ship.
-Omar Bradley
I also love the Prayer of St. Francis.
Lord,
make me an instrument of Thy peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood, as to understand;
to be loved, as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
--
Jeri
WIP: setting up my own sewing room....YAY! :o)
Work On Hold: Southwest Blend - Dimensions Gold Collection Petites
-slowest stitcher in western NY
Alison Hendon
Alison
On Thu, 30 Aug 2001 20:45:34 -0500, "Jamie Quiroga" <mae...@ev1.net>
wrote:
Joan Erickson
>
> and I also love the phrase,"and make a joyful noise unto the Lord"
>
and a goose with this saying (well, "make a joyful noise" anyway).
Joan
JennyWren
or whatever it is called.
The Wren
KarenK2683 wrote:
> >If I ever stitch a phrase or poem, this will be it.
>
> I think I'd like to stitch Frost's The Road Not Taken poem. I have one chart
> with it, but think I'd like it to look different than the chart I have. Love
> that poem!
> Karen
Latesky1
What a great thread!
There are two quotes I love. The first is from T.E. Lawrence, Lawrence of
Arabia:
"All men dream: but not equally.
Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day
to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men for
they may act out their dreams with open eyes to make it possible."
Seven Pillars of Wisdom, 1939.
The second is from Majorie Kinnan Rawlings.
"It is more important to live the life one wishes to live, and to go down with
it if necessary, quite contentedly, than to live more profitably but less
happily."
This is from the book Cross Creek.
Melissa
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MaryPulver
along.
I'd like to stitch "If" by Rudyard Kipling for a great-nephew, and I'd like to
stitch "Amazing Grace" for me.
And for anyone who has lost a dog, there's "Finale" by Burges Johnson. I'd
omit the first verse, change the first word of the second verse to For, and put
a colon at the end of the second verse.
Sleek sable Ozra, royal Dane,
Small Jetsam of strange pedigree,
Bolo, who crossed the Spanish main,
And shy, devoted Scotch Dundee,
And all that eager, trusting band
Who lived their lives as best they knew;
Who thrust wet muzzles 'gainst my hand,
And gave me love beyond my due.
So gallently each played his part
That no new friend usurps his place.
In quiet corners of my heart
Each owns, still warm, a bedding place.
I'll not believe their jaunty tails
Are drooping in Death's gloomy pound --
But one by one they found the trails
That lead to some far hunting ground.
I hope it breaks no holy laws
If 'neath God's table they are fed;
I like to think their spirit paws
May dig Elysium's garden bed.
And He who fashioned grass and trees,
And cares for sparrows, beasts and men,
May let them press against His knees
And stoop to stroke them now and then.
Mary Monica
aka Monica Ferris
There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, nobody knows what
they are. -Somerset Maugham
Monique Reed
Monique
Liz Hampton
sisters and myself. It's nice without being too mushy. :-))
Liz from Humbug
Kenneth Maine
Mirabilia has a chart with that saying at the bottom. It is called
"Moonlight Lullaby" I did this one for my grandaughter born April 7, 2000.
Donna in Deltona
Kenneth Maine
Did you chart this saying yourself or is there a chart out there somewhere for
those of us that are "creatively challenged"? LOL
Donna in Deltona
Darla Doxstater
> At the moment, obviously, I am looking into
>stitching "High Flight" (can't wait to see it, Laura--I'm
>positively salivating waiting for the mail ;-) I have Indigo
>Rose's "Desiderata" in my stash
I charted "High Flight" on graph paper right after the Challenger disaster
and stitched it--it's probably the very last thing I ever stitched on Aida.
I tried to do it so that it would overlay a line drawing of a space shuttle,
but it just never looked right, so it's simply the poem. I still need to
frame it. I also have "Desiderata" in my stash, though I'll probably do it
in DMC floss rather than silks. And if I ever get ambitious, I may chart
"Disintegrata" (the Klingon version).
Deborah Hogsden
At a recent Wessex class Gay was encouraging us to do our own
samplers with sayings, I was sitting next to one of elderly ladies who
was putting together a sampler for her sister, she wanted to put on
her star sign Cancer, but just couldn't think of how to incorporate
"those blessed little crabs"in it. She is a retired RN and I am a RN
too
We just looked at each other and burst out laughing and decided to do
a "rude"sampler . With little lice and bugs around the saying
Its no use standing on the toilet seat
Spirochaetes can jump eight feet.
Deb In NZ
Robert and Elizabeth
> And if I ever get ambitious, I may chart "Disintegrata" (the Klingon
> version).
Where can one get a copy of this? I have Desiderata, kitted up and ready
for when I finish a couple other things. This could be a fun piece to do
as well.
Elizabeth
Patricia Rogers
Pat Rogers in rock Island IL
DISINTEGRATA
Go nastily amid the peace and tranquility, and remember what satisfaction
there may be in genocide. As far as possible, without surrender, move into
other people's space. Lie often and loudly: and listen to the lies of
others, even the slow and incompetent - examples can be made of them later.
Seek out meek and inoffensive persons: they are annoying: but fun to kill.
Do not bother comparing yourself to others: those greater than you will
eventually be eliminated, and those lesser than you are dead already. Fart
in airlocks. Assassinate your superior as quickly as possible: your own
career, however exalted, is not worth a plugged millo if one of your junior
officers gets it over your dead body. Exercise caution if one of your course
changes suddenly produces a sensor ghost: for the Galaxy is full of
Federation vessels. But let this not blind you to the happier side of
things: many Starship captains are swaggering, tin-plated dictators with
delusions of godhood, and everywhere life is full of incompetence. Advance
yourself. Especially do not feign meanness, neither be cynical about hate:
you are not likely to run out of either. Take kindly the counsel of the
years, gracefully surrendering the joys of defenestration and evisceration
for more mature pleasures. Nurture a deep-seated suspicion of small furry
creatures that purr: you never can tell. File your teeth regularly.
Discipline is important: practice holding it between planetfalls. You are a
scourge of the universe, no less than your average interstellar plague or
black hole: you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to
you, no doubt the Universe is going to pieces in a most laudable manner.
Therefore do your utmost to annoy the Destroyer; however you may conceive of
Him, Big Bang, or Entropy, Death: and whatever your plans of conquest, as
you wade through the morass of peace with fire and sword, annoy your soul.
With all its truth, high resolve, and courage, the world still has its ugly
spots. Be thoughtless. Strive to be miserable.
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Mellissa Allison
Thank you so much for the information. I'll go check it out on their site
right away :-)
Liz Hampton
> From: Kenneth Maine <mai...@bellsouth.net>
I saw the saying here on rctn. As far as charting it, it's just a question
of looking through enough alphabet chart books. :-))))
Andrea Clark
think maybe from part of an old hymn. My mother had these two verses
framed, in our kitchen near the sink when I was growing up. I'm 32 and I
can still remember exactly how far I lifted my face up to read while doing
dishes when I was a kid.
God hath not promised skies always blue,
Flower strewn pathways all our lives through;
God hath not promised sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow, peace without pain.
But God hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the labor, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing sympathy, undying love.
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> This is the poem I WILL stitch. All it needs is the Celtic border, and
I've
> done that before:
>
> At Tara today in this fateful hour
> I place all Heaven with its power,
> And the sun with its brightness,
> And the snow with its whiteness,
> And fire with all the strength it hath,
> And lightning, with its rapid wrath,
> And the winds with their swiftness along
> their path,
> And the sea with its deepness,
> And the rocks with their steepness,
> And the earth with its starkness.
> All these I place
> By God's almighty help and grace
> Between myself and the powers of
> darkness.
>
> The Faedh Fiada, of The Cry of the Deer.
> This is credited to St. Patrick. I once did another of his prayers for my
> mother, but I would keep this one.
>
> Katrina L.
Pat Porter
two and last two (I think!) verses.
Pat P.
East Anglian Xstitch Designs
http://homepages.tesco.net/~porter
Old village scenes.
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Anne Tuchscherer
Someday I want to chart and stitch it, but I have never found the right font. I
picture it in a beautiful, flowing, curly calligraphy font.
"Bach gave us God's Word.
Mozart gave us God's Laughter.
Beethoven gave us God's Fire.
God gave us Music that we might pray
without words." - Anonymous
Anne (in Ellicott City, MD)
Silverlotus
against fear. I think it's a very powerful verse. I would also love to
stitch part of the Invocation to the Goddess. :-)
Silverlotus
ishani
is always beautiful"
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Latesky1
>> ~Charles Dickens
>>
This verse also appears on Heart in Hand's Heirloom Baby Sampler.
Mellissa Allison
House Harkonnen open (about halfway through now)... For those of you who are
not familiar with the Litany Against Fear, here it is (as best as I can
remember it):
"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death
that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear and allow it to pass
over me and through me. When the fear has passed, there will be nothing.
Only I will remain."
Happy Stitching!
Mellissa
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Cynthia
In Eternity
by James Dillet Freeman
Child of the deathless morn,
You were not ever born,
You will not ever die.
Time is mind's ancient lie,
Its fleeting fancies pass
Across mind's looking glass.
Forever old and new,
No child of time are you,
But in eternity
You were, are, and will be,
And have the meaning whole
Already in your soul.
Cynthia
rosaleah
Develop your eccentricities while you are young; then when you are old,
people won't think you're going ga-ga. --David Ogilvy
--Rosaleah