<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013201915095057707</id><updated>2011-08-02T10:13:42.069-07:00</updated><category term='the winter&apos;s tale'/><category term='Hamlet'/><category term='shakespeare'/><category term='King Lear'/><category term='much ado about nothing'/><category term='macbeth'/><category term='pericles'/><category term='twelfth night'/><category term='the tempest'/><title type='text'>Life's but breath</title><subtitle type='html'>The world is not enough.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the_closetpoet8614</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09592600523449671112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013201915095057707.post-3824732632720968827</id><published>2010-06-16T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T07:02:17.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/TBt8UrgU8EI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ONQVSw8oPlg/s1600/P1010045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/TBt8UrgU8EI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ONQVSw8oPlg/s200/P1010045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484113665971253314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love sought is good, but giv'n unsought is better"&lt;br /&gt;-Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gesuchte Liebe ist gut, aber gegeben ungesucht ist besser"&lt;br /&gt;-Shakespeare (meine eigine Übersetzung)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9013201915095057707-3824732632720968827?l=lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/3824732632720968827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2010/06/sought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/3824732632720968827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/3824732632720968827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2010/06/sought.html' title='Sought'/><author><name>the_closetpoet8614</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09592600523449671112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/TBt8UrgU8EI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ONQVSw8oPlg/s72-c/P1010045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013201915095057707.post-6800185502132415715</id><published>2010-06-15T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T19:59:16.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macbeth'/><title type='text'>To-morrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/TBg96Z4WVOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bjDnPn2S-qY/s1600/Vermont+Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/TBg96Z4WVOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bjDnPn2S-qY/s200/Vermont+Sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483200619912516834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,&lt;br /&gt;Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,&lt;br /&gt;To the last syllable of recorded time;&lt;br /&gt;And all our yesterdays have lighted fools&lt;br /&gt;The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!&lt;br /&gt;Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,&lt;br /&gt;That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,&lt;br /&gt;And then is heard no more. It is a tale&lt;br /&gt;Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,&lt;br /&gt;Signifying nothing."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Macbeth&lt;/span&gt;, Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Morgen, und morgen, und morgen,&lt;br /&gt;kriecht in diesem unbeudeutenden Tempo von Tag zu Tag,&lt;br /&gt;zu letzter Silbe von aufgezeichneter Zeit;&lt;br /&gt;Und alle unsere Gestern habe Narren erleuchtet,&lt;br /&gt;der Weg zu staubigem Tod. Aus, Aus, kurzem Kerz!&lt;br /&gt;Das Leben ist nur ein gehender Schatten, ein schwacher Spieler,&lt;br /&gt;der sich seinen Studen auf der Bühne stolziert und ärgert,&lt;br /&gt;Und dann ist nie mehr gehört. Es ist eine Erzählung,&lt;br /&gt;die von einer Idoiten erzählt wird, lärmvoll und zornvoll,&lt;br /&gt;die nichts bedeutet."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Macbeth&lt;/span&gt;, Shakespeare (meine einige Übersetzung)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9013201915095057707-6800185502132415715?l=lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6800185502132415715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-morrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/6800185502132415715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/6800185502132415715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-morrow.html' title='To-morrow'/><author><name>the_closetpoet8614</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09592600523449671112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/TBg96Z4WVOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bjDnPn2S-qY/s72-c/Vermont+Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013201915095057707.post-766327005772729577</id><published>2010-06-13T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T05:27:18.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hamlet'/><title type='text'>The Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/TBTOlr8liaI/AAAAAAAAADw/5QtQJcS5Nug/s1600/edward_hopper_empty_room-1_52001337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/TBTOlr8liaI/AAAAAAAAADw/5QtQJcS5Nug/s200/edward_hopper_empty_room-1_52001337.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482233793264060834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The rest is silence."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hamlet&lt;/span&gt;, Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Der Rest ist Schweigen."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9013201915095057707-766327005772729577?l=lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/766327005772729577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2010/06/rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/766327005772729577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/766327005772729577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2010/06/rest.html' title='The Rest'/><author><name>the_closetpoet8614</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09592600523449671112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/TBTOlr8liaI/AAAAAAAAADw/5QtQJcS5Nug/s72-c/edward_hopper_empty_room-1_52001337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013201915095057707.post-6392645091941984242</id><published>2009-07-23T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:23:39.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twelfth night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakespeare'/><title type='text'>For the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/Smk3ObV1BbI/AAAAAAAAADE/D6vi0cXCC6k/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/Smk3ObV1BbI/AAAAAAAAADE/D6vi0cXCC6k/s200/rain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361877552358294962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For the rain, it raineth every day."&lt;br /&gt;-Shakespeare, Twelfth Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Für den Regen, regnet es jeden Tag." (Meine eigene Übersetzung)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9013201915095057707-6392645091941984242?l=lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6392645091941984242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/6392645091941984242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/6392645091941984242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-rain.html' title='For the rain'/><author><name>the_closetpoet8614</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09592600523449671112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/Smk3ObV1BbI/AAAAAAAAADE/D6vi0cXCC6k/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013201915095057707.post-8323597969927860405</id><published>2009-07-23T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:06:09.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakespeare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the winter&apos;s tale'/><title type='text'>A wave o' th' sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SmkzIUPezvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3U4dJGeD5S4/s1600-h/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 173px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SmkzIUPezvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3U4dJGeD5S4/s320/dancing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361873049326898930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you do dance, I wish you&lt;br /&gt;A wave o' th' sea, that you might ever do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but that."&lt;br /&gt;-Shakespeare, The Winter's Tale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wenn du tanzst, wünsche ich dich&lt;br /&gt;Eine Welle über das Meer, dass du immer&lt;br /&gt;Nichts anderes machst." (Meine eigene Übersetzung)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed autostart="false" height="40" loop="true" playcount="2" src="http://www.amclassical.com/mp3/amclassical_satie_gymnopedie_no_1.mp3" width="300"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9013201915095057707-8323597969927860405?l=lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/8323597969927860405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-you-do-dance-i-wish-you-wave-o-th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/8323597969927860405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/8323597969927860405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-you-do-dance-i-wish-you-wave-o-th.html' title='A wave o&apos; th&apos; sea'/><author><name>the_closetpoet8614</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09592600523449671112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SmkzIUPezvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3U4dJGeD5S4/s72-c/dancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013201915095057707.post-750040908780431908</id><published>2009-07-22T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:34:24.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King Lear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakespeare'/><title type='text'>The worst</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/Smeh6UNGppI/AAAAAAAAACk/aXxj-3whD2w/s1600-h/kinglear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/Smeh6UNGppI/AAAAAAAAACk/aXxj-3whD2w/s200/kinglear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361431904636020370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The worst is not, &lt;br /&gt;So long as we can say,&lt;br /&gt;'This is the worst.'"&lt;br /&gt;-Shakespeare, King Lear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Das Schlimmste ist nicht so lange, &lt;br /&gt;wie können wir sagen: &lt;br /&gt;Das ist das Schlimmste."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9013201915095057707-750040908780431908?l=lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/750040908780431908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/worst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/750040908780431908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/750040908780431908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/worst.html' title='The worst'/><author><name>the_closetpoet8614</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09592600523449671112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/Smeh6UNGppI/AAAAAAAAACk/aXxj-3whD2w/s72-c/kinglear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013201915095057707.post-6579436380986499421</id><published>2009-07-08T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:45:43.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the tempest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakespeare'/><title type='text'>As dreams are made on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SlVKx-4izZI/AAAAAAAAACU/n6Hy-AkAQ1Q/s1600-h/jellysleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SlVKx-4izZI/AAAAAAAAACU/n6Hy-AkAQ1Q/s200/jellysleeping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356269554381278610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We are such stuff &lt;br /&gt;As dreams are made on; and our little life &lt;br /&gt;Is rounded with a sleep.” -The Tempest, Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wir sind aus solchem Stoff wie Träume sind, &lt;br /&gt;und unser kleines Leben ist von einem Schlaf umringt."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9013201915095057707-6579436380986499421?l=lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6579436380986499421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-dreams-are-made-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/6579436380986499421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/6579436380986499421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-dreams-are-made-on.html' title='As dreams are made on'/><author><name>the_closetpoet8614</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09592600523449671112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SlVKx-4izZI/AAAAAAAAACU/n6Hy-AkAQ1Q/s72-c/jellysleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013201915095057707.post-4208667988331892301</id><published>2009-07-08T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:53:13.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macbeth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakespeare'/><title type='text'>The innocent flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SlVMNDE-DLI/AAAAAAAAACc/sUEmVCR7jt4/s1600-h/innocentflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SlVMNDE-DLI/AAAAAAAAACc/sUEmVCR7jt4/s200/innocentflower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356271118875233458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under ‘t.” -Macbeth, Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sieh' aus, &lt;br /&gt;Wie die unschuld'ge Blume, aber sei &lt;br /&gt;Die Schlange unter ihr!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9013201915095057707-4208667988331892301?l=lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/4208667988331892301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-like-innocent-flower-but-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/4208667988331892301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/4208667988331892301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-like-innocent-flower-but-be.html' title='The innocent flower'/><author><name>the_closetpoet8614</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09592600523449671112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SlVMNDE-DLI/AAAAAAAAACc/sUEmVCR7jt4/s72-c/innocentflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013201915095057707.post-8250236296430641734</id><published>2009-07-07T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T16:54:34.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='much ado about nothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakespeare'/><title type='text'>A star danced</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SlQTqX5ZsLI/AAAAAAAAACE/9BJZvVoneJE/s1600-h/starfirework.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SlQTqX5ZsLI/AAAAAAAAACE/9BJZvVoneJE/s200/starfirework.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355927475540570290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A star danced, and under that was I born.” -Much Ado About Nothing, Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ein Stern tanzte, und darunter war ich gebornen." (Meine eigene Übersetzung)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9013201915095057707-8250236296430641734?l=lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/8250236296430641734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-fools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/8250236296430641734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/8250236296430641734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-fools.html' title='A star danced'/><author><name>the_closetpoet8614</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09592600523449671112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SlQTqX5ZsLI/AAAAAAAAACE/9BJZvVoneJE/s72-c/starfirework.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013201915095057707.post-5024405604412075846</id><published>2009-07-07T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:33:29.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pericles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakespeare'/><title type='text'>Like the spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SlQFzxLkJGI/AAAAAAAAABs/YQNSh4_BKm8/s1600-h/daisys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SlQFzxLkJGI/AAAAAAAAABs/YQNSh4_BKm8/s200/daisys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355912243783672930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“See where she comes, apparell'd like the spring” -Pericles, Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sieh wo sie kommt, gekleid't wie den Frühling" (Meine eigene Übersetzung)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9013201915095057707-5024405604412075846?l=lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/5024405604412075846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/like-spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/5024405604412075846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9013201915095057707/posts/default/5024405604412075846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbutbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/like-spring.html' title='Like the spring'/><author><name>the_closetpoet8614</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09592600523449671112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxWuS35dqpc/SlQFzxLkJGI/AAAAAAAAABs/YQNSh4_BKm8/s72-c/daisys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
