Advice from Old People
Sometimes, just sometimes, old people say something worth listening to. Ok, so it's like picking the needle out of a whole haystack of mis-remembered war stories, but those gems should be celebrated.
Tell us something worthwhile an old-type person has told you.
Note, we're leaving the definition of old up to you, you smooth-skinned youngsters.
( , Thu 19 Jun 2008, 16:16)
Sometimes, just sometimes, old people say something worth listening to. Ok, so it's like picking the needle out of a whole haystack of mis-remembered war stories, but those gems should be celebrated.
Tell us something worthwhile an old-type person has told you.
Note, we're leaving the definition of old up to you, you smooth-skinned youngsters.
( , Thu 19 Jun 2008, 16:16)
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reading it today, housman sounds appalling hearty, all "hail fellow well met" and "lads and lasses". but there's some truly beautiful stuff in there. my own favourite is this one, so bittersweet and self-pitying and nostalgic:
Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
( , Wed 25 Jun 2008, 14:54, Reply)
reading it today, housman sounds appalling hearty, all "hail fellow well met" and "lads and lasses". but there's some truly beautiful stuff in there. my own favourite is this one, so bittersweet and self-pitying and nostalgic:
Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
( , Wed 25 Jun 2008, 14:54, Reply)
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