Léo Delibes' 175 Birthday Anniversary
French composer
Ballets, Operas, and Stage
(21 Feb 1836 - 16 Jan 1891)
Delibes' Valse Lente from the Ballet Coppélia
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"When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it --lie down for an aeon or two. Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew..." ~Rudyard Kipling~
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...even New Age. Music, that is.
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Hubert Giraud wrote this tune, 'Sous le ciel de Paris' (Under Paris Skies) in 1951. My making this YouTube was just one of those things, as Cole Porter would say.
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Panoramic View of the Christkindl Village
Styr, Austria, Christmas 2010
Panoramic View from the Nuremburg Castle
Nürnberg, Germany, Christmas 2010
Panoramic View of Regensburg and the Danube River
Regensburg, Germany, Christmas 2010
Panoramic View from the Melk Abbey
Melk, Austria, Christmas 2010
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New Year's Eve
Thomas Hardy
1906
"I have finished another year," said God,
"In grey, green, white, and brown;
I have strewn the leaf upon the sod,
Sealed up the worm within the clod,
And let the last sun down."
"And what's the good of it?" I said.
"What reasons made you call
From formless void this earth we tread,
When nine-and-ninety can be read
Why nought should be at all?
"Yea, Sire; why shaped you us, 'who in
This tabernacle groan' -
If ever a joy be found herein,
Such joy no man had wished to win
If he had never known!"
Then he: "My labours--logicless -
You may explain; not I:
Sense-sealed I have wrought, without a guess
That I evolved a Consciousness
To ask for reasons why.
"Strange that ephemeral creatures who
By my own ordering are,
Should see the shortness of my view,
Use ethic tests I never knew,
Or made provision for!"
He sank to raptness as of yore,
And opening New Year's Day
Wove it by rote as theretofore,
And went on working evermore
In his unweeting way.
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For the next two weeks, I will be on Christmas holiday with good company to cruise on the wintry Danube River from Austria to Germany. At ports of call we will sample the food and spirit now swirling and permeating all the Christmas Markets along the river banks.
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The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.