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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>NAME: Catherine
AGE: 19
OCCUPATION: Student
DREAM JOB: Children’s book editor


I study English Literature at Cambridge University; it’s essentially my job to read books all day long (and write about them).

This blog is my growing collection of little snippets I find beautiful and/or pertinent - mainly literary quotations.

Current areas of study:
Milton, Blake, Keats, Auden, Isherwood
 Currently reading: Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell

</description><title>GRECIAN URN</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @grecianurn)</generator><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"I wait and ache."</title><description>“I wait and ache.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Sylvia Plath (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://inherwar.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;inherwar&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50684072037</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50684072037</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 00:10:40 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/cccb324e700c18472d24372504179e88/tumblr_mgq43hX12b1qz4d4bo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50684053561</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50684053561</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 00:10:25 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"Dreams don’t smell or sound as strong as this."</title><description>“Dreams don’t smell or sound as strong as this.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Ally Condie, &lt;em&gt;Matched&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50673571220</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50673571220</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 21:41:23 +0100</pubDate><category>allie condie</category><category>matched</category><category>young adult</category><category>YA fiction</category><category>YA</category><category>quote</category><category>lit</category><category>dreams</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/e87b06540c75598d06bcd1343e9363e0/tumblr_mf7y0ax8e61qhgogbo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50672720441</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50672720441</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 21:29:06 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Mythological Introduction, Philip Larkin</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;A white girl lay on the grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;With her arms held out for love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Her goldbrown hair fell down her face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And her two lips move:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;See, I am the whitest cloud that strays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Through a deep sky:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am your senses’ crossroads,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Where the four seasons lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;She rose up in the middle of the lawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And spread her arms wide;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And the webbed earth where she had lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Had eaten away her side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50602656233</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50602656233</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 22:40:08 +0100</pubDate><category>philip larkin</category><category>poem</category><category>poetry</category><category>lit</category><category>quote</category><category>mythological introduction</category><category>girl</category><category>decay</category><category>time</category></item><item><title>Grace Kelly</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/5411efd1e2f42b87f7c7612160939aa2/tumblr_mgzsnvcxDs1r0o7uao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grace Kelly&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50602498823</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50602498823</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 22:37:59 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"We look up at the same stars, and see such different things."</title><description>“We look up at the same stars, and see such different things.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;George R. R. Martin, &lt;em&gt;A Storm of Swords&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50508674731</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50508674731</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 19:19:54 +0100</pubDate><category>lit</category><category>quote</category><category>game of thrones</category><category>George R R Martin</category><category>stars</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/14da8eb0bc423e882c7de7e2c754e3de/tumblr_mjo8reSyCE1qm6qwdo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50508630239</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50508630239</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 19:19:05 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"He disappeared in the dead of winter:
The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,
And snow..."</title><description>“He disappeared in the dead of winter:&lt;br/&gt;
The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,&lt;br/&gt;
And snow disfigured the public statues;&lt;br/&gt;
The mercury sank in the mouth of the dying day.&lt;br/&gt;
What instruments we have agree&lt;br/&gt;
The day of his death was a dark cold day.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;W. H. Auden, ‘In Memory of W. B Yeats’&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50442975660</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50442975660</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 21:58:11 +0100</pubDate><category>auden</category><category>yeats</category><category>lit</category><category>quote</category><category>poem</category><category>poetry</category><category>death</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/94f8527b263569e5cf6fbd5793065f80/tumblr_mgzlwcEUyd1qlp8dho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50407158351</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50407158351</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 08:16:34 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"Fall not a tear, I say; one of them rates
All that is won and lost. Give me a kiss."</title><description>“Fall not a tear, I say; one of them rates&lt;br/&gt;
All that is won and lost. Give me a kiss.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;William Shakespeare,&lt;em&gt; Antony and Cleopatra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50353172587</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50353172587</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 18:56:00 +0100</pubDate><category>shakespeare</category><category>antony and cleopatra</category><category>tragedy</category><category>kiss</category><category>love</category><category>tear</category></item><item><title>Claude Debussy, ‘Claire de Lune’</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_50352983140" src="http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50352983140/audio_player_iframe/grecianurn/tumblr_mi1bn7VULN1rjgtmz?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fgrecianurn%2F50352983140%2Ftumblr_mi1bn7VULN1rjgtmz" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Claude Debussy, ‘Claire de Lune’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50352983140</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50352983140</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 18:52:36 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"People should fall in love with their eyes closed."</title><description>“People should fall in love with their eyes closed.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Andy Warhol&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50327957196</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50327957196</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 07:54:09 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/1231eec502b3b423c9e9f125cf75ddad/tumblr_mex8be89KJ1qlnsmno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50327915653</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50327915653</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 07:53:02 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"How could you ever prick those perfect ears,
Even to put the pearl there!"</title><description>“How could you ever prick those perfect ears,&lt;br/&gt;
Even to put the pearl there!”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Robert Browning, ‘Andrea del Sarto’&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50285376291</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50285376291</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 21:33:15 +0100</pubDate><category>lit</category><category>quote</category><category>browning</category><category>victorian poetry</category><category>love</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/1735cb9eedf7baebdddb5fda6ce76a7c/tumblr_mhbdv7yNmJ1qznpi1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50234088465</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50234088465</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 08:07:11 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"We lay, side my side, untouching, effigies on a bed turned tomb; sickeningly afraid to say what we..."</title><description>“We lay, side my side, untouching, effigies on a bed turned tomb; sickeningly afraid to say what we really thought.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;John Fowles, &lt;em&gt;The Magus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50181590691</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50181590691</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 19:00:15 +0100</pubDate><category>fowles</category><category>john fowles</category><category>the magus</category><category>love</category><category>lit</category><category>quote</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/d7fb50a2d12383e6cb222ae4497091c3/tumblr_mhbdpijxbX1qznpi1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50149959197</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50149959197</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 07:58:05 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"Don’t talk to me of love. I’ve had an earful
And I get tearful when I’ve downed a drink or two.
I’m..."</title><description>“Don’t talk to me of love. I’ve had an earful&lt;br/&gt;
And I get tearful when I’ve downed a drink or two.&lt;br/&gt;
I’m one of your talking wounded.&lt;br/&gt;
I’m a hostage. I’m marooned.&lt;br/&gt;
But I’m in Paris with you.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;James Fenton, ‘In Paris With You’&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50109753666</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50109753666</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 21:35:23 +0100</pubDate><category>james fenton</category><category>paris</category><category>poetry</category><category>poem</category><category>love</category><category>couple</category><category>lit</category><category>quote</category></item><item><title>Edouard Boubat (Paris, 1964)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/220e8f10f90f922ee1f4503dfab926e8/tumblr_mjmg3jq0PM1rkapm2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Edouard Boubat (Paris, 1964)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50109717459</link><guid>http://grecianurn.tumblr.com/post/50109717459</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 21:34:52 +0100</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
