Thoughts upon ‘a new fall’n year’

Happy 2014-b 

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I have chosen the beautiful Song from Beddoes unfinished play, Torrismond, to help welcome in the New Year of 2014!! (see below) Strange, you say, to use words of love from a poet some consider ” The Last Elizabethan” for his Romantic/Victorian style? While I might wish everyone love so great as to be beyond definition or the ability to quantify, it is the imagery itself he used in the first verse I want to draw from.

How perfectly innumerable, how impossibly uncountable are the thoughts in the atmosphere of a new-fall’n year? I certainly would never have come up with that imagery! Yet, it seems so modern, so universal!  I suppose since man began to record time and marked the last day of the year on a calendar,  thoughts would naturally turn  to starting afresh, doing better and being better!!

If you could see thoughts, dreams, wishes, plans, and our good intentions, the atmosphere would be so saturated with them, that separating individual thoughts would be like separating water molecules in a river. Why not let them combine and flow into an atmosphere of positive, determined and hopeful thinking that we can all tap into when our resolve to do better and be better and stick with our dreams falters? Since sustaining the high of the new page, blank slate or fresh beginning is somewhat fragile in nature, we will falter and we will need to tap into the charged atmosphere which tonight will be flooded with enthusiastic plans!!

So to everyone, I send out my wishes into this cyber pool that whatever you plan or wish for happens for you!! I would say ‘make it happen’, though there will be bumps,  and don’t forget the way you felt tonight when the new year was born!!

A Very Happy 2014!!
 
To Everyone!!

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Song: ‘How many times do I love thee, dear?’ (from Torrismond, Sc. iii)

By Thomas Lovell Beddoes (1803–1849)

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HOW many times do I love thee, dear?

Tell me how many thoughts there be

In the atmosphere

Of a new-fall’n year,

Whose white and sable hours appear

The latest flake of Eternity:—

So many times do I love thee, dear.

 

How many times do I love, again?

Tell me how many beads there are

In a silver chain

Of evening rain

Unravelled from the tumbling main

And threading the eye of a yellow star:—

So many times do I love again.

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~ by Judy on December 31, 2013.

6 Responses to “Thoughts upon ‘a new fall’n year’”

  1. Such beautiful words, and I love that New Year graphic, so effervescent. It fills me with bubbles.

    • Thanks so much!! Bubbles are good for New Year’s!!
      Ever read Thomas Lovell Beddoes much? He English and besides some lovely love poetry is known for being goth before goth was cool..obsessed with death and darkness.

      • Regrettably not. Medieval thro’ to the Romantics; then, somehow, interest tails off. I was interested in what you said of him, of being Elizabethan in the Victorian (which I’ve probably misquoted.)

  2. I’ve never even heard of Beddoes. Those are lovely lines, though, and your reflections on them entirely appropriate. It’s going to be quite a year – I want to read everything, listen to everything, learn everything and do everything.

    I expect to trim back my expectations shortly. 😉

    Happy New Year to you!

    • Thomas Lovell Beddoes in many books of English Literature is listed among the ‘minor Romantic poets.’ He was the son of a physician, Thomas Beddoes, who Coleridge was said to have interacted with as a patient or prospective patient. While I don’t know how much Coleridge influenced the young Beddoes in person, T L Beddoes published his first play,” The Bride’s Tragedy” in 1822 while still at Oxford based on Elizabethan models in vogue at the time. He is said to not have had a strong enough sense of plot or dramatic structure to be an effective playwright, but that he had promising dramatic fragments, some superb poetry, and some lyrics considered almost perfect. (Is there anything ‘minor’ about a perfect lyric?) “Death’s Jest-Book or The Fool’s Tragedy” is said to be a most unusual dramatic effort . His own discontent with it caused him not to publish.Beddoes did not do much writing after ‘Jest-book’ and went to Germany to follow in his father’s profession as scientist studying physiology and anatomy. He seems to have been a writer with brilliant flares in his work but not sustaining continuity. But, I have only shallowly surveyed this subject and he is interesting and somewhat tragic an individual to be aware of in the course of the study of the English poets.

      I found Song used in this post some time ago in my old English Literature book and fell in love with the idea of the poem and the lyric ‘a silver chain of evening rain unravelled from the tumbling main.’ Sometimes it takes the sensibility of a poet for one to realize what one has actually already seen because they gave it expression. Beddoes died in 1849 under mysterious circumstances but considered suicide. I have read that Robert Browning was given a box of Beddoes papers and writings which included the suicide note. Oh, and ‘Death’s Jest-Book’ was published after Beddoes death.

  3. All the best for 2014 from
    The Fabulous Four,
    Dina

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