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Elinor Dashwood

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About Me

"Elinor, this eldest daughter, whose advice was so effectual, possessed a strength of understanding, and coolness of judgment, which qualified her, though only nineteen, to be the counsellor of her mother"
"She had an excellent heart;- her disposition was affectionate, and her feelings were strong; but she knew how to govern them"
"Miss Dashwood had a delicate complexion, regular features, and a remarkably pretty figure."
THE DREAM by Ben Jonson (1572-1637)
Or scorn, or pity on me take,
I must the true relation make,
I am undone to-night:
Love in a subtil dream disguised,
hath both my heart and me surprised,
Whom never yet he durst attempt t' awake;
Nor will he tell me for whose sake
He did me the delight,
Or spite;
But leaves me to inquire,
In all my wild desire,
Of Sleep again, who was his aid,
And Sleep, so guilty and afraid,
As since he dares not come within my sight.
IF I COULD WRITE WORDS by Spike Milligan (1918-2002), written in 1956
If I could write words
Like leaves on an autumn forest floor,
What a bonfire my letters would make.
If I could speak words of water,
You would drown when I said
"I love you." "And after all, Marianne, after all that is bewitching in the idea of a single and constant attachment, and all that can be said of one's happiness depending entirely on any particular person, it is not meant—it is not fit--it is not possible that it should be so."

My Interests


BUT NOT TO ME by Sara Teasdale (1884-1933),
The April night is still and sweet
With flowers on every tree;
Peace comes to them on quiet feet,
But not to me.

My peace is hidden in his breast
Where I shall never be,
Love comes to-night to all the rest,
But not to me.
A CRY by Sara Teasdale (1884-1933), written in 1920
Oh, there are eyes that he can see,
And hands to make his hands rejoice,
But to my lover I must be
Only a voice.

Oh, there are breasts to bear his head,
And lips whereon his lips can lie,
But I must be till I am dead
Only a cry.
ADVICE TO A GIRL by Sara Teasdale (1884-1933),
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed;
Lay that on your heart,
My young angry dear;
This truth, this hard and precious stone,
Lay it on your hot cheek,
Let it hide your tear.
Hold it like a crystal
When you are alone
And gaze in the depths of the icy stone.
Long, look long and you will be blessed:
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed.

I'd like to meet:

I would dearly like to meet an agreeable friend that has "the knowledge of the world which makes conversation easy, and talks very well, with a happy command of language"

My Blog

Tagged yet again!

I was tagged by my dear friend Mozart.Here's how you play: Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose 1...
Posted by Elinor Dashwood on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 03:14:00 PST

I Have Been Tagged! Again!

My dear friend, Herr Mozart, has tagged me. Here is the gist of the game: You may ask me three questions and I shall be obliged to answer them truthfully. However, you may expect me to suspend my good...
Posted by Elinor Dashwood on Sun, 14 Jan 2007 07:14:00 PST

Possession: A Romance...

Excerpted from Possession by A. S. Byatt Copyright © 1991 by A. S. ByattMy dear Friend, I may call myself your friend, may I not? For my true thoughts have spent more time in your company than in anyo...
Posted by Elinor Dashwood on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 11:10:00 PST

Do not stand at my grave and weep...

For my immortal beloved ..Do not stand at my grave and weepDo not stand at my grave and weepI am not there, I do not sleep.I am a thousand winds that blowI am the diamond glint of snowI am the sunligh...
Posted by Elinor Dashwood on Sat, 09 Dec 2006 01:53:00 PST

I got tagged!

Here is the gist of the game: I'm tagged, so I tell 6 things about myself that people don't know. You know, those secret things, and then I tag 6 people. They in turn have to humiliate themselves as ...
Posted by Elinor Dashwood on Sat, 04 Nov 2006 06:55:00 PST