Today, I was going to post my thoughts on Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World. In light of the events of the day, I will hold that post in abeyance.
The passing of a woman who was an inspiration, a strength, and a tower of strength across the world is something which we should all mourn, whatever our nationality.
Elizabeth II is admirable for so many reasons, not the least of which was her steadfast faith, loyalty, and duty over 70 years of service.
Since this is a classic literature blog, I offer something from the wealth of the world. Well, from England at least.
I chose this one specifically because Alfred Lord Tennyson asked that whenever his works were published, this poem always be at the end of the volume. My volume is from 1895 and was originally a valentine’s day gift to someone. It’s a pretty little volume and one of my treasures.
Crossing the Bar Alfred Lord Tennyson Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho' from out our borne of Time and Place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crost the bar.
May Her Majesty rest in peace, and rise in glory.
May His Majesty, Charles III; the Queen Consort, the Prince of Wales, and the rest of the family be comforted and united in their grief.
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