Monday, August 15, 2005

Khalid


Khalid
Originally uploaded by pomgernate.

I have been in a pretty stressed out state lately. So I thought I would post a picture of care-free happy times.
I don't mean to make this a poem blog. But here is another One I really like. VIA Mat Buss

Alexander Pope
Solitude: An Ode

I
How happy he, who free from care
The rage of courts, and noise of towns;
Contented breaths his native air,
In his own grounds.

II
Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks supply him with attire,
Whose trees in summer yield him shade,
In winter fire.

III
Blest! who can unconcern'dly find
Hours, days, and years slide swift away,
In health of body, peace of mind,
Quiet by day,

IV
Sound sleep by night; study and ease
Together mix'd; sweet recreation,
And innocence, which most does please,
With meditation.

V
Thus let me live, unheard, unknown;
Thus unlamented let me dye;
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lye.

4 comments:

WingMan3zixty said...

Show the Pakistanian flag created by grass. Do it.......Do it.......yeah......do it

Khalid said...

oh man! How do you know about the secret pakistani flag???

have you checked out my pictures page? email me for the link.

katie mo said...

dude, the next time you see matt buss, tell him i say hi.

Khalid said...

done done annnnnnd done

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