Walden Pond (yes I'm Back!!!) & the "Reading" Chapter

Hi All,

No you're not dreaming....I have in fact put up another post here at my happy blog!! :D

I've been quite busy this year with getting my second bachelors (this time in Accounting....my first one is in English Literature of course). ;) But it looks like I'll be graduating by the end of this year (God willing) and so I've got a bit of time on my hands now to devote to the blog again (yeah!). :)

I decided to do a video on chapter 3 of Walden Pond called READING. This is a powerful and very compact chapter that speaks VOLUMES (no pun intended!!). Of course I love it and almost swear by the precepts found within it. In fact it makes me want to read and get far more familiar with the Ancient writers even further. So perhaps I'll get to that more in 2012 (hopefully). :D :D

Well the video post for my discussion with you of this chapter of Reading is right here below (parts 2 and 3 weren't uploading to the blog correctly so I put the web links below for you to cut and paste instead):

READING CHAPTER PART 1 OF 3

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qXZqeTdt8w

READING CHAPTER PART 2 OF 3

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSKj0otXI8Y

READING CHAPTER PART 3 OF 3

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aRwtBC-iF5M

Here's the Shakespearean Sonnet I mentioned about the leaves changing, Death, and Time (in case you were interested in reading that). I thought it was Sonnet 74 but it turns out to actually be Sonnet 73 (pretty darn close though eh?!!?) :D :D

That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west;
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire,
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed, whereon it must expire,
Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by.
   This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,
   To love that well, which thou must leave ere long.


And here's the link to where I got the sonnet in case you were curious:

http://www.shakespeares-sonnets.com/sonnet/73