Wednesday, August 24, 2011

KBYD August 24, 2011


I Feel Possessed - Crowded House
Forget Me Not - Thieves Like Us
Free The Pterodactyl 3 - Hot Club de Paris
12 Dollar Specs - Oceanics
Alien - Jez Kerr
Russian Literature - Maximo Park
Talk to me - Mink
Blood For Tears - Hot Vestry
Not Nineteen Forever - Courteeners
Frank, AB - The Rural Alberta Advantage
Negative Press - Jaguar Jones
Roll The Dice - Calimocho Club
Australia - The Shins
This is Hip - John Lee Hooker
Before Destruction - Spoon
Erase You - ESG
1880 -The Pack AD
I Hope You Die - Wye Oak
You Overdid it Doll - The Courteeners
Everything’s Gone Wrong - Larry Knight and the Upsetters


T O  A L T H E A.
From Prison.
Set by Dr. John Wilson.

WHEN Love with unconfined wings
    Hovers within my Gates ;
And my divine Althea brings
    To whisper at the Grates ;
When I lye tangled in her haire
    And fettered to her eye ;
The Gods that wanton in the Aire,
    Know no such Liberty.

When flowing Cups run swiftly round
    With no allaying Thames,
Our carelesse heads with Roses bound,
    Our hearts with Loyall Flames ;
When thirsty griefe in Wine we steepe,
    When Healths and draughts go free,
Fishes that tipple in the Deepe,
    Know no such Libertie.

When (like committed linnets) I
    With shriller throat shall sing
The sweetnes, Mercy, Majesty,
    And glories of my KING ;
When I shall voyce aloud, how Good
    He is, how Great should be ;
Enlarged Winds that curle the Flood,
    Know no such Liberty.

Stone Walls do not a Prison make,
    Nor Iron bars a Cage ;
Mindes innocent and quiet take
    That for an Hermitage ;
If I have freedome in my Love,
    And in my soule am free ;
Angels alone that sore above,
    Injoy such Liberty.

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