MUSIC IS THE VOICE OF GOD

 

 

 

 

Music is the Voice of God

That creates, sustains and governs

Everything

 

The Sheba

 

Aurora Borealis - Bjorn says: "A self-portrait taken using the camera's self-timer. The full moon creates reflections in the the fjord, and the moonlight also brightens the landscape and mountains"  Picture: Bjorn Jorgensen / National News & Pictures

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/earthpicturegalleries/7147251/Aurora-borealis-awesome-pictures-of-the-northern-lights-in-Norway-taken-by-Bjorn-Jorgensen.html?image=2

March 25, 2012 - Twenty Years Ago Today

 

         

 

 

The Song is Ended,

But the Melody Lingers On

The Sheba

 

I BELIEVE IN MUSIC. I BELIEVE IN LOVE

     

Mr. Nostalgia,Cliff Carter

 

 

 

 

I believe in music,

I believe in love.

Here is our story.

 

 

I FOUGHT DEATH !

 

 

Cliff Carter

1902 - 1992

 

 

I loved you so much

 

I fought DEATH

 

To keep you with me.

 

 

Sheba

 

 

STEPHEN BOGART SPEAKS ABOUT HIS FATHER HUMPHREY BOGART IN CASABLANCA

 

 

Humphrey Bogart was a great actor playing a role.

 

Cliff Carter was the real thing.

 

 

 

Interviewer: Who do you see when you watch Casablanca, your father or Rick Blaine - Bogart's character in 'Casablanca'?

Stephen Bogart: I think I see Rick Blaine. There are some actors who can only play themselves, but good actors must really be separated from the people they play. My father was a great actor.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/film/classic-movies/9094026/Casablanca-turns-70-QandA-with-Humphrey-Bogarts-son-Stephen.html

Cliff Carter

Mr. Nostalgia

 

CAN'T HELP LOVING THAT MAN OF MINE

 

 

 

 

AN ODE TO CLIFF - I THINK OF HIM

 

 

 

 

He eluded the ravages of all the winters,

Trusting in unending Springtimes;

He was always in my life,

Always in my heart,

Always in my world.

 

I thought of Cliff as like to an oak tree,

Sturdy, fresh, fragrant,

Facing straight on into the wind,

Enduring, blessed.

 

My knight in shining armour,

My shelter in every storm:

He parted his coat and wrapped me inside,

Close to his heart.

 

I knew him when he was a young man,

And when he was very old -

And still, he was young.

He said I knew him as no one else ever knew him;

But he was a man of mystery and adventure,

And he was independent.

 

I loved him through all the years,

I loved him in his many aspects:

 

Stetson fedora, black silk cummerbund,

My pink sweetheart rose in his lapel -

His smile lit up the room !

Heads turned when he entered.

 

Love songs flowed from his mouth like honey,

And all who heard him,

Were enchanted.

 

He was gentle, quiet, humble,

Adored wherever he went.

 

We lived La Vie En Rose,

A fairy tale dream,

Full of music and tender kisses;

And we held fast to each other

Through life's inevitable nightmares:

He was gracious through it all.

 

I think of Cliff night and day:

I can still touch him - with my mind:

There he is !

Coming down the street toward me -

Bathed in his own light.

 

I think of him,

I think of him:

I cannot draw breath

Without thinking of him.

 

The Sheba

 

Phyllis Carter

Montreal, Canada,

November, 2006

 

 

MEMORIES ARE MADE OF THIS

 

   

 

 

SONNET 116 - by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

 

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

 

HOW DO I LOVE THEE ? LET ME COUNT THE WAYS ....

 

 

 

THE BROWNING COLLECTION - THE RELICS OF TRUE LOVE - WELLESLEY COLLEGE

 

 

 

 

 

Robert Browning's first letter to Elizabeth Barrett, January 10, 1845. Wellesley College Library, Special Collections

Pansy sent by Elizabeth Barrett to Robert Browning in a letter of August 18, 1846. Wellesley College Library, Special Collections

The Browning Collection at Wellesley, part of the larger English Poetry Collection established by George Herbert Palmer, contains first editions of Elizabeth Barrett Browning's and Robert Browning's published works, as well as manuscripts, related memorabilia, and the unique attraction of the couple's original love letters.

Among the most famous correspondences in literary history, the love letters were written almost daily from January 1845 to September 1846, and offer a thrilling tale of intellectual sympathy, mutual admiration, and a daring elopement.

Originals Online

Wellesley College has partnered with Baylor University to provide scholars and romantics alike with unprecedented, free access to digitized manuscripts of the letters of Elizabeth Barrett Browning and Robert Browning. The virtual collection includes the 573 courtship letters between the eminent Victorian poets, which are housed in the Margaret Clapp Libary's Special Collections at Wellesley.

The online collection, launched on February 14, 2012, includes complete digitized versions and transcriptions of the courtship letters and their envelopes, plus more than 800 additional letters from Baylor's Armstrong Browning Library collection.

The digitization of the love letters is the first phase of Wellesley's and Baylor's goal to create the most important virtual Browning collection in the United States.

http://web.wellesley.edu/web/Dept/LT/Collections/SpecColl/Browning

 

TOGETHER

 

 

 

Cliff and I sang hundreds of love songs together.

 

They were all written for us.

 

 

We strolled the lane, together,

In every kind of weather;

You're far from me,

But in my reverie,

We always will be

Together.

 

 

CLIFF CARTER & THE SHEBA - ANNIVERSARY BLUE

 

 

 

 

I am the Words,

You are the Music,

We are The Song !

Always, 

 

Can you say, "Happy Anniversary !" when your sweetheart is gone ?

 

Cliff and I were married on

January 22, 1983

At 2:00 P.M.

In Room 222

At The Montreal Court House

 

We were together for almost 20 years.

 

Cliff died on March, 25, 1992,

Just a few days short of his 90th Birthday.

 

Two are a team,

Our team was The Song,

Two minus One always feels wrong.