'Funeral' by The Arcade Fire is just so
beautiful.
.................
The Shepheardes Calender(1579) by Edmund
Spenser "consists of twelve eclogues
named for the twelve months, comprising
together a year symbolic, in its turning
of the seasons, of the whole of human
life."
I like that pattern, order. Perspective.
I think i'm as far through this year as
I am through life, according to
Spenser's model (summed up in
'December'). Can that be right - the
8th month out of 12?
After a happy, carefree Spring..
" But ah such pryde at length was ill repayde,
The shepheards God (perdie God was he none)
My hurtlesse pleasaunce did me ill upbraide,
My freedome lorne, my life he lefte to mone.
Love they him called, that gave me checkmate,
But better mought they have behote him Hate.
Tho gan my lovely Spring bid me farewel,
And Sommer season sped him to display
(For love then in the Lyons house did dwell)
The raging fyre, that kindled at his ray.
A comett stird up that unkindly heate,
That reigned (as men sayd) in Venus seate."
.A Comete "a blasing starre, meant of
beautie, which was the cause of his
whote love."
.the Lyons house(July 23 - August 22)
Leo is associated with the classical
element Fire.
It is the domicile of the Sun.
Leo rules the heart and spine.
.It's my 21st birthday next week.
PS. 'December' contains the classic
depressed-old-man stanza as he goes from
the summer of love to the disappointment
of harvest:
" Thus is my sommer worne away and wasted,
Thus is my harvest hastened all to rathe:
The eare that budded faire, is burnt & blasted,
And all my hoped gaine is turned to scathe.
Of all the seede, that in my youth was sowne,
Was nought but brakes and brambles to be mowne."