A poem which is a good example for “auditory imagination”.
The Cataract of Lodore- Robert Southey.
The cataract strong
Then plunges along,
Striking and raging
As if a war waging
Its caverns and rocks among:
Rising and leaping,
Sinking and creeping,
Swelling and sweeping
Showering and springing,
Flying and flinging,
Writhing and wringing,
Eddying and whisking,
Spouting and frisking,
Turning and twisting,
Around and around,
With endless rebound,
Smiting and fighting,
A sight to delight in:
Confounding and astounding.
Dizzying and deafening the ear with its sound.
Collecting, projecting,
Receding and speeding,
And shocking and rocking,
And darting and parting,
And threading and spreading,
And whizzing and hissing,
And dropping and skipping,
And shining and twining,
And rattling and battling,
And shaking and quaking,
And pouring and roaring,
And tossing and
And flowing and going,
And running and stunning,
And foaming and roaming,
And dining and spinning,
And dropping and jerking,
And gurgling and struggling,
And heaving and cleaving
And moaning and groaning,
And glittering and struggling,
And gathering and feathering,
And whitening and brightening,
And quivering and shivering,
And hurrying and scurrying,
And thundering and floundering,
Dividing and gliding and sliding,
And falling and brawling and sprawling
And driving and riving and striving
And sprinkling and twinkling and wrinkling
And sounding and bounding and rounding,
And bubbling and troubling and doubling,
And grumbling and rumbling and tumbling,
And cluttering and battering and shattering,
Retreating and beating and meeting and sheeting,
Delaying and straying and playing and spraying,
Advancing and prancing and glancing and dancing,
Recoiling, turmoiling and toiling and boiling,
And gleaming and streaming and steaming and beaming,
And rushing and flushing and brushing and gushing,
And flapping and rapping and clapping and slapping,
And curling and whirling and purling and twirling,
And thumping and plumping and bumping
And dashing and flashing and splashing and clashing
And so never ending, but always descending
Sounds and motions, forever and ever are blending
All at once and all over, with a mighty uproar
And this way the water comes down at Lodore.
Benjamin Franklin’s Virtues:
1. Temperance: - Eat not to dullness: drink not to elevation.
2. Silence: - Speak not but what may benefit others or yourself: avoid trifling conversation.
3. Order: Let all your things have their places: let each part of your business have its time.
4. Resolution: Resolve to perform what you ought: perform without fail what you resolve.
5. Frugality: Make no expense but to do good to others or yourself, i.e. waste nothing.
6. Industry: Lose no time, be always employed in something useful; cut off all unnecessary actions.
7. Sincerity: Use no hurtful deceit think innocently and justly and if you speak, speak accordingly.
8. Justice: Wrong none by doing injuries, or omitting the benefits that are your duty.
9. Moderation: Avoid extremes: forbear resenting injuries so much as you think they deserve.
10. Cleanliness: Tolerate no uncleanliness in body, clothes or habitation..
11. Tranquility: be not disturbed at trifles, or at accidents common or unavoidable.
12. Chastity: Rarely use wine but for health or offspring, never to dullness, weakness or the injury of your own or another’s peace or reputation.
13. Humility: Imitate Jesus and Socrates.
Quotes:
“Being in love is like a sweet dream. Marriage is the alarm clock”- S.S. Tang.
“Friendships multiply joys and divide grieves”- H.G. Bohn.
“Isn’t it strange how often small talk comes in large doses?”
Democracy is a large balloon filled with hot air and sent up into the skies for all simpletons to gape at, while the smart ones went round and picked their pockets- Bernard Shaw.
Science without religion is lame; religion without science is blind-Einstein.
Conversation means being able to disagree and still continue the discussion- Dwight Macdonald.
“IS life worth living?”
“IT depends on the liver!”
“The trouble with not having a goal is that you can spend your life running up and down the field and never scoring”
Youth looks ahead. Old age looks back. Middle age looks worried
The Cataract of Lodore- Robert Southey.
The cataract strong
Then plunges along,
Striking and raging
As if a war waging
Its caverns and rocks among:
Rising and leaping,
Sinking and creeping,
Swelling and sweeping
Showering and springing,
Flying and flinging,
Writhing and wringing,
Eddying and whisking,
Spouting and frisking,
Turning and twisting,
Around and around,
With endless rebound,
Smiting and fighting,
A sight to delight in:
Confounding and astounding.
Dizzying and deafening the ear with its sound.
Collecting, projecting,
Receding and speeding,
And shocking and rocking,
And darting and parting,
And threading and spreading,
And whizzing and hissing,
And dropping and skipping,
And shining and twining,
And rattling and battling,
And shaking and quaking,
And pouring and roaring,
And tossing and
And flowing and going,
And running and stunning,
And foaming and roaming,
And dining and spinning,
And dropping and jerking,
And gurgling and struggling,
And heaving and cleaving
And moaning and groaning,
And glittering and struggling,
And gathering and feathering,
And whitening and brightening,
And quivering and shivering,
And hurrying and scurrying,
And thundering and floundering,
Dividing and gliding and sliding,
And falling and brawling and sprawling
And driving and riving and striving
And sprinkling and twinkling and wrinkling
And sounding and bounding and rounding,
And bubbling and troubling and doubling,
And grumbling and rumbling and tumbling,
And cluttering and battering and shattering,
Retreating and beating and meeting and sheeting,
Delaying and straying and playing and spraying,
Advancing and prancing and glancing and dancing,
Recoiling, turmoiling and toiling and boiling,
And gleaming and streaming and steaming and beaming,
And rushing and flushing and brushing and gushing,
And flapping and rapping and clapping and slapping,
And curling and whirling and purling and twirling,
And thumping and plumping and bumping
And dashing and flashing and splashing and clashing
And so never ending, but always descending
Sounds and motions, forever and ever are blending
All at once and all over, with a mighty uproar
And this way the water comes down at Lodore.
Benjamin Franklin’s Virtues:
1. Temperance: - Eat not to dullness: drink not to elevation.
2. Silence: - Speak not but what may benefit others or yourself: avoid trifling conversation.
3. Order: Let all your things have their places: let each part of your business have its time.
4. Resolution: Resolve to perform what you ought: perform without fail what you resolve.
5. Frugality: Make no expense but to do good to others or yourself, i.e. waste nothing.
6. Industry: Lose no time, be always employed in something useful; cut off all unnecessary actions.
7. Sincerity: Use no hurtful deceit think innocently and justly and if you speak, speak accordingly.
8. Justice: Wrong none by doing injuries, or omitting the benefits that are your duty.
9. Moderation: Avoid extremes: forbear resenting injuries so much as you think they deserve.
10. Cleanliness: Tolerate no uncleanliness in body, clothes or habitation..
11. Tranquility: be not disturbed at trifles, or at accidents common or unavoidable.
12. Chastity: Rarely use wine but for health or offspring, never to dullness, weakness or the injury of your own or another’s peace or reputation.
13. Humility: Imitate Jesus and Socrates.
Quotes:
“Being in love is like a sweet dream. Marriage is the alarm clock”- S.S. Tang.
“Friendships multiply joys and divide grieves”- H.G. Bohn.
“Isn’t it strange how often small talk comes in large doses?”
Democracy is a large balloon filled with hot air and sent up into the skies for all simpletons to gape at, while the smart ones went round and picked their pockets- Bernard Shaw.
Science without religion is lame; religion without science is blind-Einstein.
Conversation means being able to disagree and still continue the discussion- Dwight Macdonald.
“IS life worth living?”
“IT depends on the liver!”
“The trouble with not having a goal is that you can spend your life running up and down the field and never scoring”
Youth looks ahead. Old age looks back. Middle age looks worried
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