tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5010170380967519230.post951322656046550276..comments2024-03-23T20:37:37.891-07:00Comments on First Known When Lost: "I Write Of Hell; I Sing (And Ever Shall) Of Heaven, And Hope To Have It After All"Stephen Pentzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14882220887712092005noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5010170380967519230.post-44924992459267360212014-06-15T00:37:55.143-07:002014-06-15T00:37:55.143-07:00Eamonn: it's very nice to hear from you again....Eamonn: it's very nice to hear from you again. <br /><br />Yes, I think "The Coming of Good Luck" is at the top of my list when it comes to Herrick -- and among the top (hard to choose!) when it comes to poems in general. It is one of those that seems always to come back to me.<br /><br />And "Innisfree" does go quite well with it -- thank you for that. <br /><br />I agree about the repetition of "I sing," alternating with "I write": lovely.<br /><br />It sounds like a good day for Herrick in your part of the world!<br /><br />As always, thank you very much for visiting. I hope that all is well.Stephen Pentzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14882220887712092005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5010170380967519230.post-31532467603659020532014-06-14T01:45:20.337-07:002014-06-14T01:45:20.337-07:00Ah Stephen, A morning catching up with you again. ...Ah Stephen, A morning catching up with you again. A favourite Herrick in The Coming of Good Luck ... In my ears this morning I hear Yeats:<br /><br />"And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, // Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; // There midnight's all a-glimmer, and noon a purple glow, // And evening full of the linnet's wings. <br /><br />I love the conceit "I sing ... " repeating in The Argument of His Book. On a glorious day when life is good, to sing seems the natural response to what nature offers us - at least, I think so.<br /><br />The summer is in full swing here and we are enjoying the dappled shade under the trees also ... bliss! <br /><br />Warmly<br /><br />EamonnEamonnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5010170380967519230.post-1775017496639034502014-05-25T00:18:39.966-07:002014-05-25T00:18:39.966-07:00Peter: thank you very much for stopping by again, ...Peter: thank you very much for stopping by again, and for your thoughts. <br /><br />Yes, I agree: Herrick seems to have been quite a character, which comes through clearly in his poetry, which, as you say, is "full of delights." Each time I visit it, I come away feeling invigorated, as if I have just experienced the full spectrum of life. <br /><br />I'm pleased that you liked the lines from Dowson. A different character entirely from Herrick, but, to use your words, "an individual consciousness" that is well worth experiencing.<br /><br />Thanks again.Stephen Pentzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14882220887712092005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5010170380967519230.post-37458191388839619262014-05-24T02:18:30.791-07:002014-05-24T02:18:30.791-07:00Stephen – A lovely blog: a fine short introductio...Stephen – A lovely blog: a fine short introduction by yourself, and then on to the poetry of Herrick: much neglected, but full of delights (and a man who must have been anything but dull). I had not come across Ernest Dowson before, but fully share his sentiment: “Love and desire and hate / I think they have no portion in us after / We pass the gate.” And you are right: “It is not a competition [between Herrick and Dowson].” Like the paintings that you seem to have an inexhaustible capacity to find for your blogs, all can be enjoyed for aspects of the world seen through an individual consciousness. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07119180758113013415noreply@blogger.com