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Triple Gourd Large Apple Antique Silverbase by Robert Abbey 353X
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Triple Gourd Large Apple Antique Silverbase by Robert Abbey 353X
Z1504XXX Features: -One light swing arm wall lamp.-Translucent flax parchment shade.-Cord cover/direct wire. Includes: -Includes 3-way switch. Color/Finish: -Deep patina bronze finish over brass. Specifications: -Requires one 150W max type A bulb (not included). Dimensions: -Shade Dimensions: Shade 6'' Top x 14'' Bottom x 9.5'' H.-Backplate dimensions: 5'' x 3''.-Overall dimensions: 16'' H x 23'' D. Collection: -Kinetic Collection.
A slim profile and simple detailing gives this torchiere floor lamp a quietly elegant tone. Round base and pole are in an antique rust finish. An amber glass reflector casts a warm glow up top. With a 3-way socket for added lighting control. From the Hickory, North Carolina, design studios of Robert Abbey.
1770X The Double Gourd Collection features this unique accent lamp that will light your decor in style. Defined by its unusual design, this table lamp's character comes from its taupe glazed ceramic finish and antique silver base complemented by a pearl dupioni fabric shade. It also includes a three-way switch to provide you with just the right amount of light. Features: -One light accent lamp -Double Gourd Collection -Taupe glazed ceramic finish -Antique silver base -Pearl dupioni fabric shade -Includes three-way switch -Refer to the PDF below for multiple color options and call in to request! -Requires one 150w type-A bulb (not included) -Overall dimensions: 22.75'' H x 5.125'' Dia Gourd Color Options
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From Jonathan Adler by Robert Abbey comes this tray table floor lamp. The lamp features a polished nickel finish for a casual look. With its tripod style and functional tray table, this lamp is sure to stand out. It is topped by a white parchment with silver tortoise lining shade and a circular finial to add the final touch. A full range dimmer allows for easy lighting control.
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Do you read a lot in your bedroom? Do you need a way to easily read without waking somebody with the main room light? You may be in need of a light for your headboard.
You can get specialized lamps and lights that will go on your headboard and provide with enough light to read, write or do whatever you might want to or need to. These little lights are extremely nice to have if your married and don't want to keep your spouse up. They are also useful in saving electricity since you'll be using just on small bulb rather then the main room light that often has many bulbs.
If you are considering or want to get one of these lights then you will probably want to know what your options are. So here is a short list of what you can find out there.
Robert Abbey Cricket Lamp
This lamp comes in Antique nickel, brass or a bronze finish. It can easily be used as a headboard lamp or a desk lamp. It's a small lamp that can adjust from 6.5" to 11.5" so it fits where you need it to.
Headboard Lamp with Shade
This headboard lamp provides a small area with light and it comes with a black shade to help keep the light in one area. This measures about 6x12x8 with the shade.
Tube Headboard Clip Lamp
This lamp clips to anything so you can slip up high on the headboard or lower on the side. It has a goose neck arm so you can point the light in any direction. It has a bronze finish to accent any decor and it's light is 10" long to help you read all night.
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Of course the sexiest poets were the Brownings.
Elizabeth, who was home schooled and eloped with Robert to Italy, was born in England in 1806. She died in Italy at age 55 having produced one son, Pen, who survived her.
Robert Browning was born near London in 1812. His father had a large library from which, at least in part, Robert was educated. He liked Elizabeths poems and dropped her a line. She wrote back. That caused them to elope and create Pen. Robert died at age 77 and is buried in Westminster Abbey. They have a burial place there for poets. Its called Poets Corner.
Read about the Brownings at http://www.cswnet.com/~erin/browning.htm.
Keats thought Grecian urns were sexy.
John Keats was also born near London but not until 1879. He was well educated despite the fact that he was the son of a stable keeper. He studied medicine and worked at it too but gradually drifted into Writers Never Never Land.
Keats died of consumption in Italy (as did Elizabeth) in 1821 a disease that also killed his mother. Read his biography at http://www.john-keats.com/.
My mentioning that both Elizabeth and John died in Italy is called by us writers drawing a parallel. In this case, it is a very week parallel.
Edgar Allen Poe was another hopeless romantic. He liked Nicean barks of yore.
Note that Poe is almost always called by his full name while John Keats is just called Keats.
After much research, I dont know why that is.
But I do know you must be famous to be called only by your last name except with Adam and Eve who are always called by their first names.
I have it on good authority that their family name was Jones: Adam and Eve Jones and they were created in Missouri.
This has to be true doesnt it? If Adam is my ultra great grandfather then doesnt his last name have to be Jones? Well, it doesnt take higher mathematics to figure this out. His kids all had the last name Jones. Their kids had the last name of Jones. Get it?
Back to Poe: Poe died in a gutter as we all know.
That was in Baltimore.
Actually, he was found unconscious and he died in a hospital.
They didnt say in his biography if it was John Hopkins or not. But Im quite sure that if it were John Hopkins, they would have saved him. (Writers call this drawing a conclusion.)
His death was in 1849 so he lived 40 years from his birth in Boston.
Did you know that Poe was in the army?
He reached the rank of sergeant major in two years; damn good for a poet. That's another parallel. I was in the army for two years and made sergeant.
Poe always admired women. Read his biography at http://www.poemuseum.org/poes_life/index.html. Note that Poe has a museum. How many poets can say that?
We mustnt skip Andrew Marvell because he wrote To His Coy Mistress.
Marvell was born in 1621 in England and spent his childhood running around the town of Hull. Hull must have been a great place to grow up. Its the third largest sea port in England.
Even Hitler knew that.
He bombed the hell out of it during World War II.
Marvell would have been exposed to the history of the area. He would know what an Anglo Saxon was, what a Viking was, and what a Roman was. He probably knew about Hadrians Wall. He may have even gone out into the fields and walked on it. Well, it could have been too far from his house.
Marvell was well educated and traveled much in Europe.
Most of his stuff was not published during his lifetime. He died in 1678. Read his biography at [http://www.photoaspects.com/chesil/marvell/index.html].
Well, there are plenty of sexy poets but we must stop here. We have to look at some poetry of the aforementioned poets and then write a poem of our own. So take notes!
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
This is her most famous poem from Sonnets from the Portuguese. Robert called his dark-complexioned darling wife My Little Portuguese.
Sonnet XLIII
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
I married a couple once. The bride was Elizabeth and the groom was Robert. I read this poem. After the service a gentleman asked me if I was an English professor. I told him that I was a research engineer and that I researched everything. Then he told me that I had married the couple for time and all immortality. I should have married them for time and mortality. Well, I said, What I did, I did!
I always made mistakes at weddings. My congregation always waited to see what the mistake would be. Once I said, I present Mr. and Mrs. Richi. That was wrong. Richi was the brides maiden name.
Anyway, did you note that Elizabeth said, and if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Love is immortal.
If you didnt read the poem aloud, go back and read it again.
Robert Browning
Robert was a little long winded so we will cut him short giving only the first stanzas of his poem.
A Pretty Woman
That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers,
And the blue eye
Dear and dewy,
And that infantine fresh air of hers!
To think men cannot take you, Sweet,
And enfold you,
Ay, and hold you,
And so keep you what they make you, Sweet!
You like us for a glance, you know---
For a word's sake
Or a sword's sake,
All's the same, whate'er the chance, you know.
And in turn we make you ours, we say---
You and youth too,
Eyes and mouth too,
All the face composed of flowers, we say.
I always envisioned Elizabeth as having brown eyes to go with her dark complexion. The gal in this poem has blue eyes. Do you think it was written to Elizabeth?
John Keats
Keats was prolific. I have always liked the first verse of this famous poem:
Ode on a Grecian Urn
THOU still unravishd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fringd legend haunts about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endeard,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal - yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
And, happy melodist, unwearied,
For ever piping songs for ever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love!
For ever warm and still to be enjoyd,
For ever panting, and for ever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyd,
A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.
Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Leadst thou that heifer lowing at the skies,
And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
What little town by river or sea shore,
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,
Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul to tell
Why thou art desolate, can eer return.
O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou sayst,
«Beauty is truth, truth beauty,»- that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
I wonder what ever happened to the Urn Keats was looking at. Where they Gods or men chasing those virgins around the urn?
Edgar Allen Poe
Do you like soap operas? Well, Helen was for real. She was engaged to Poe but reneged. Read the whole grueling tale at [http://www.usna.edu/EnglishDept/poeperplex/hwhitmap.htm]. Its a soap opera.
Here is Poes poem to Helen but is it to a generic Helen (Poe liked the sound of the word) or was it to Helen of Troy, or was it to his lost Helen?
To Helen
Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary, way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
The Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo! In yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I see thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-Land!
Im going with Helen of Troy.
Andrew Marvell
This is one of my favorite poems. I hope you like it.
To His Coy Mistress
Had we but world enough and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love's day.
Thou by the Indian Ganges' side
Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood;
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow.
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, lady, you deserve this state;
Nor would I love at lower rate.
But at my back I always hear
Time's winged chariot hurrying near;
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
Thy beauty shall no more be found,
Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound
My echoing song; then worms shall try
That long-preserved virginity;
And your quaint honour turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust.
The grave's a fine and private place,
But none, I think, do there embrace.
Now, therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may,
And now, like am'rous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour
Than languish in his slow-chapped pow'r.
Let us roll all our strength and all
Our sweetness up into one ball,
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Thorough the iron gates of life.
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.
Well, you know what they say Make love while the sun shines.
Now it is time for you to write your romantic poem. Ill write mine right here.
To April
Now the March winds have drifted on to northern climbs
I look for thee thou blessed spring to melt the snows alpine.
I want to feel thee in my arms that long have waited for thy smile.
I long to hold thee tight and long; I long to hold thee all the while.
When winter blew the endless snows that burned my ears and froze my toes
I though of thee both day and night, so far away, so not all right.
Now I see you in the distance, coming to me, to give assistance.
Wait! Please do not pass me by. Youre gone again. I will cry.
Youre gone again. I will cry.
Well, I do love warm weather.
1650X The Double Gourd Collection features this unique small table lamp that will accent your decor in style. Defined by its unusual design, this table lamp's character comes from its lily glazed ceramic finish and deep patina bronze base complemented by a pearl dupioni fabric shade. It also includes a three-way switch to provide you with just the right amount of light. Features: -One light table lamp -Double Gourd Collection -Lily glazed ceramic finish -Deep patina bronze base -Pearl dupioni fabric shade -Includes three-way switch -Refer to the PDF below for multiple color options and call in to request! -Requires one 150w type-A bulb (not included) -Overall dimensions: 22.75'' H x 5.125'' Dia Gourd Color Options