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Lark Rise to Candleford.
I am so enjoying Lark Rise but last night for me there was a magic moment when Twister Turrill was unable to sleep as he kept seeing the ghost of his long dead little Sister and his wife came back downstairs to comfort him.She suggested that she would sing to him and began to sing Silver Threads among the Gold and he then joined in. Linda Bassett and Karl Johnson who play the characters sang so beautifully together.It is the highlight of the programme for me. Did anyone else feel the same. Pure magic.Such talent.
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Dear Patsyann,
I totally agree ... a celebration of conpanionship in old age! ... I thought you might like the fruits of my research on The Definition of Love
by Andrew Marvell
http://classiclit.about.com/sitesearch.htm?ter ms=%20Andrew%20Marvell&SUName=classiclit&TopNo de=3221&type=1
(1621-1678)
My Love is of a birth as rare
As 'tis for object strange and high:
It was begotten by despair
Upon Impossibility.
Magnanimous Despair alone.
Could show me so divine a thing,
Where feeble Hope could ne'r have flown
But vainly flapt its Tinsel Wing.
And yet I quickly might arrive
Where my extended Soul is fixt,
But Fate does Iron wedges drive,
And alwaies crouds it self betwixt.
For Fate with jealous Eye does see.
Two perfect Loves; nor lets them close:
Their union would her ruine be,
And her Tyrannick pow'r depose.
And therefore her Decrees of Steel
Us as the distant Poles have plac'd,
(Though Loves whole World on us doth wheel)
Not by themselves to be embrac'd.
Unless the giddy Heaven fall,
And Earth some new Convulsion tear;
And, us to joyn, the World should all
Be cramp'd into a Planisphere.
As Lines so Loves Oblique may well
Themselves in every Angle greet:
But ours so truly Paralel,
Though infinite can never meet.
Therefore the Love which us doth bind,
But Fate so enviously debarrs,
Is the Conjunction of the Mind,
And Opposition of the Stars.
I totally agree ... a celebration of conpanionship in old age! ... I thought you might like the fruits of my research on The Definition of Love
by Andrew Marvell
http://classiclit.about.com/sitesearch.htm?ter ms=%20Andrew%20Marvell&SUName=classiclit&TopNo de=3221&type=1
(1621-1678)
My Love is of a birth as rare
As 'tis for object strange and high:
It was begotten by despair
Upon Impossibility.
Magnanimous Despair alone.
Could show me so divine a thing,
Where feeble Hope could ne'r have flown
But vainly flapt its Tinsel Wing.
And yet I quickly might arrive
Where my extended Soul is fixt,
But Fate does Iron wedges drive,
And alwaies crouds it self betwixt.
For Fate with jealous Eye does see.
Two perfect Loves; nor lets them close:
Their union would her ruine be,
And her Tyrannick pow'r depose.
And therefore her Decrees of Steel
Us as the distant Poles have plac'd,
(Though Loves whole World on us doth wheel)
Not by themselves to be embrac'd.
Unless the giddy Heaven fall,
And Earth some new Convulsion tear;
And, us to joyn, the World should all
Be cramp'd into a Planisphere.
As Lines so Loves Oblique may well
Themselves in every Angle greet:
But ours so truly Paralel,
Though infinite can never meet.
Therefore the Love which us doth bind,
But Fate so enviously debarrs,
Is the Conjunction of the Mind,
And Opposition of the Stars.
Dear Pat,
Have a listen to this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m1gpJ6RojU8
and here are the words
�Silver Threads Among the Gold�
Darling, I am growing old,
Silver threads among the gold
Shine upon my brow today,
Life is fading fast away.
But, my darling, you will be, will be,
Always young and fair to me,
Yes, my darling, you will be,
Always young and fair to me.
Chorus:
Darling, I am growing old,
Silver threads among the gold,
Shine upon my brow today,
Life is fading fast away.
When your hair is silver white,
And your cheeks no longer bright,
With the roses of the May,
I will kiss your lips and say:
Oh! my darling, mine alone, alone,
You have never older grown,
Yes, my darling, mine alone,
You have never older grown.
Chorus:
Love can never more grow old.
Locks may lose their brown and gold,
Cheeks may fade and hollow grow,
But the hearts that love will know,
Never, never, winter's frost and chill,
Summer warmth is in them still;
Never winter's frost and chill,
Summer warmth is in them still.
Chorus:
Love is always young and fair.
What to us is silver hair,
Faded cheeks or steps grown slow,
To the heart that beats below?
Since I kissed you, mine alone, alone,
You have never older grown;
Since I kissed you, mine alone,
You have never older grown.
�Silver Threads Among the Gold� was written by H. P. Danks in 1872
Also, 21:57 Tue 19th Feb 2008
Have a listen to this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m1gpJ6RojU8
and here are the words
�Silver Threads Among the Gold�
Darling, I am growing old,
Silver threads among the gold
Shine upon my brow today,
Life is fading fast away.
But, my darling, you will be, will be,
Always young and fair to me,
Yes, my darling, you will be,
Always young and fair to me.
Chorus:
Darling, I am growing old,
Silver threads among the gold,
Shine upon my brow today,
Life is fading fast away.
When your hair is silver white,
And your cheeks no longer bright,
With the roses of the May,
I will kiss your lips and say:
Oh! my darling, mine alone, alone,
You have never older grown,
Yes, my darling, mine alone,
You have never older grown.
Chorus:
Love can never more grow old.
Locks may lose their brown and gold,
Cheeks may fade and hollow grow,
But the hearts that love will know,
Never, never, winter's frost and chill,
Summer warmth is in them still;
Never winter's frost and chill,
Summer warmth is in them still.
Chorus:
Love is always young and fair.
What to us is silver hair,
Faded cheeks or steps grown slow,
To the heart that beats below?
Since I kissed you, mine alone, alone,
You have never older grown;
Since I kissed you, mine alone,
You have never older grown.
�Silver Threads Among the Gold� was written by H. P. Danks in 1872
Also, 21:57 Tue 19th Feb 2008
Also,
Silver Threads Among the Gold
http://historymatters.gmu.edu/mse/songs/questi on4.html
Cheers
Denis
Silver Threads Among the Gold
http://historymatters.gmu.edu/mse/songs/questi on4.html
Cheers
Denis
Denis thank you so much. I did try Youtube LarkRise in the vain hope that the song had been put on by someone.I watched the programme but was not recording it.The old Gramophone recording brought back memories.I am 68 but when I was a little girl an old Aunt died and Mum and Dad inherited her Phonograph and a case full of cylinders and I played with it for hours.Age 14 we moved and it must have been thrown away. Horror of horrors because now we know so much about the value of things from the past through Antique shows on television. I can remember lots of things that were just dumped.Dare not mention Clarice Cliffe.!!!! Anyway thanks again for the music.Much appreciated.
Pat.
Pat.
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