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  •  With even bigger apologies (5+ / 0-)

    To Elizabeth Barett Browning...

    Sonnet XLIII Minus One - for Karl who has a Sad

    How do I mock thee? Let me count the ways.
    I mock thee to the depth and breadth and height
    My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
    For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
    I mock thee to the level of everyday's
    Most quiet need, by sun (green energy) and candle-light(global-warming hurricanes).
    I mock thee freely, as men strive for Right (not right-wing, you moron);
    I mock thee purely, as they turn from Praise (again, not... oh, never mind).
    I mock thee with a passion put to use
    In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. (you're not getting it, are you?)
    I mock thee with a mock I seemed to lose
    With my lost saints, --- I mock thee with the breath,
    Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
    I shall but mock thee better after death.  (Schadenfreude, it's better with coffee)

    The way to respond to the outrageous is with outrage; the way to respond to the ridiculous is with ridicule.

    by Dan E in Blue Hampshire on Sat Nov 10, 2012 at 07:07:31 AM PST

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