“Back” by Wilfred Gibson
└ Matthew Crawley, Downton Abbey
They ask me where I’ve been,
And what I’ve done and seen.
But what can I reply
Who know it wasn’t I,
But someone just like me,
Who went across the sea
And with my head and hands
Killed men in foreign lands…
Though I must bear the blame,
Because he bore my name.
I have no clue if this really fits Matthew TBH. I honestly don’t really know who he is deep down besides a somewhat regular guy who fell in love with Mary, went to war and didn’t like it all that much but fared better than Thomas, and died after I stopped watching the show. BUT IT’S A GOOD POEM?!
“Nobody Knows But Mother” by Mary Morrison
└ Cora Crawley, Downton Abbey
How many cares does a mother’s heart know?
Nobody knows but Mother.
How many joys from her mother love flow?
Nobody knows but Mother.
How many prayers for each little white bed?
How many tears for her babes has she shed?
How many kisses for each curly head?
Nobody knows but Mother.
"Letter to N.Y." by Elizabeth Bishop
└ Catelyn and Edmure, A Song of Ice and Fire
In your next letter I wish you’d say
where you are going and what you are doing;
how are the plays, and after the plays
what other pleasures you’re pursuing:
taking cabs in the middle of the night,
driving as if to save your soul
where the road goes round and round the park
and the meter glares like a moral owl,
and the trees look so queer and green
standing alone in big black caves
and suddenly you’re in a different place
where everything seems to happen in waves,
and most of the jokes you just can’t catch,
like dirty words rubbed off a slate,
and the songs are loud but somehow dim
and it gets so terribly late,
and coming out of the brownstone house
to the gray sidewalk, the watered street,
one side of the buildings rises with the sun
like a glistening field of wheat.
—Wheat, not oats, dear. I’m afraid
if it’s wheat it’s none of your sowing,
nevertheless I’d like to know
what you are doing and where you are going.
"I Am" by John Clare
└ Jeyne Poole, A Song of Ice and Fire
I am: yet what I am none cares or knows,
My friends forsake me like a memory lost;
I am the self-consumer of my woes,
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shades in love and death’s oblivion lost;
And yet I am! and live with shadows tost
Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life nor joys,
But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems;
And e’en the dearest—that I loved the best—
Are strange—nay, rather stranger than the rest.
I long for scenes where man has never trod;
A place where woman never smil’d or wept;
There to abide with my creator, God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept:
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie;
The grass below—above the vaulted sky.
"I Do Not Love Thee" by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
└ Sansa/Sandor, A Song of Ice and Fire
I do not love thee!—no! I do not love thee!
And yet when thou art absent I am sad;
And envy even the bright blue sky above thee,
Whose quiet stars may see thee and be glad.
I do not love thee!—yet, I know not why,
Whate’er thou dost seems still well done, to me:
And often in my solitude I sigh
That those I do love are not more like thee!
I do not love thee!—yet, when thou art gone,
I hate the sound (though those who speak be dear)
Which breaks the lingering echo of the tone
Thy voice of music leaves upon my ear.
I do not love thee!—yet thy speaking eyes,
With their deep, bright, and most expressive blue,
Between me and the midnight heaven arise,
Oftener than any eyes I ever knew.
I know I do not love thee! yet, alas!
Others will scarcely trust my candid heart;
And oft I catch them smiling as they pass,
Because they see me gazing where thou art.
“weaponed woman” by Gwendolyn Brooks
└ Joan Holloway, Mad Men
Well, life has been a baffled vehicle
And baffling. But she fights, and
Has fought, according to her lights and
The lenience of her whirling-place.
She fights with semi-folded arms,
Her strong bag, and the stiff
Frost of her face (that challenges “When” and “If.”)
And altogether she does Rather Well.
"The Inner Man" by Plato
└ Brienne of Tarth, A Song of Ice and Fire
Beauty depends on simplicity—I mean the true simplicity of a rightly and nobly ordered mind and character.
He is a fool who seriously inclines to weigh the beautiful by any other standard than that of the good.
The good is the beautiful.
Grant me to be beautiful in the inner man.
"The Pessimist" by Ben King
└ Stannis & Davos, A Song of Ice and Fire
Nothing to do but work,
Nothing to eat but food,
Nothing to wear but clothes
To keep one from going nude.
Nothing to breathe but air
Quick as a flash’t is gone;
Nowhere to fall but off,
Nowhere to stand but on.
Nothing to comb but hair,
Nowhere to sleep but in bed,
Nothing to weep but tears,
Nothing to bury but dead.
Nothing to sing but songs,
Ah well, alas! alack!
Nowhere to go but out,
Nowhere to come but back.
Nothing to see but sights,
Nothing to quench but thirst,
Nothing to have but what we’ve got;
Thus thro’ life we are cursed.
Nothing to strike but a gait;
Everything moves that goes.
Nothing at all but common sense
Can ever withstand these woes.
"Nothing Gold Can Stay" by Robert Frost
└ Loras Tyrell, A Song of Ice and Fire
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
I tried to pick out a bit of analysis but you should just go read this page.
"Accept My Heart’s Full Thanks" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
└ Jaime/Brienne, A Song of Ice and Fire
Your words came just when needed. Like a breeze,
Blowing and bringing from the wide salt sea
Some cooling spray, to meadow scorched with heat
And choked with dust, and clouds of sifted sand,
That hateful whirlwinds, envious of its bloom,
Had tossed upon it. But the cool sea breeze
Came laden with the odors of the sea
And damp with spray, that laid the dust and sand
And brought new life and strength to blade and bloom.
So words of thine came over miles to me,
Fresh from the mighty sea, a true friend’s heart,
And brought me hope, and strength, and swept away
The dusty webs that human spiders spun
Across my path. Friend—and the word means much—
So few there are who reach like thee, a hand
Up over all the barking curs of spite,
And give the clasp, when most its need is felt,
Friend, newly found, accept my full heart’s thanks.
"Requiescat" by Matthew Arnold
└ Elia Martell, A Song of Ice and Fire
Strew on her roses, roses,
And never a spray of yew!
In quiet she reposes;
Ah, would that I did too!
Her mirth the world required;
She bathed it in smiles of glee.
But her heart was tired, tired,
And now they let her be.
Her life was turning, turning,
In mazes of heat and sound.
But for peace her soul was yearning,
And now peace laps her round.
Her cabined, ample spirit,
It fluttered and failed for breath.
To-night it doth inherit
The vasty hall of death.
Interesting(?) link: Fight or Flight? Two Ways to Read Matthew Arnold’s Poem, “Requiescat” (1849).
"My Playmate" by John Greenleaf Whittier
└ Petyr Baelish, A Song of Ice and Fire
The lilies blossom in the pond,
The bird builds in the tree,
The dark pines sing on Ramoth hill
The slow song of the sea.
I wonder if she thinks of them,
And how the old time seems,-
If ever the pines of Ramoth wood
Are sounding in her dreams.
I see her face, I hear her voice;
Does she remember mine?
And what to her is now the boy
Who fed her father’s kine?
What cares she that the orioles build
For other eyes than ours,-
That other hands with nuts are filled,
And other laps with flowers?
O playmate in the golden time!
Our mossy seat is green,
Its fringing violets blossom yet,
The old trees o’er it lean.
The winds so sweet with birch and fern
A sweeter memory blow;
And there in spring the veeries sing
The song of long ago.
And still the pines of Ramoth wood
Are moaning like the sea,-
The moaning of the sea of change
Between myself and thee!
It’s even longer. One day I’ll find a poem for Littlefinger that isn’t about his romantic obsessions, but TBH there are like 1000000 poems in western literature that are about Littlefinger’s romantic obsessions.
(Edmure crashing Ned/Cat in all sorts of ways is just now my favorite thing IDC.)
“And before I go,” Edmure slurred on, champagne splashing lightly on the white tablecloth that Ned’s late mother had kept for special occassions, “may I just say, Ned, Neddy, may I call you Neddy? May I just say Neddy Ned Ned you sir are one lucky dog yes sir. After this, hell why come to church ever again when you’re married to the reverend mother?”
To Ned’s left Catelyn was smiling tightly, fingernails restless on her crystal flute. To his right, Robert leaned in and whispered, “Say, what about the best man’s best man’s speech?”
“Heyyooo!” came Edmure’s voice from down table. “Hey, I’ll be here all week, fry the teal.”
“Just let it go, man.”
NO ACTUALLY I PROBABLY ENJOY THIS MEME A LOT MORE FOR SOAP FANDOM THAN ANYTHING ELSE XD Probably because soaps are blatantly about sexual/romantic relationships and these days little else. But I have to say ahead of time — if you ship any of the things I don’t ship, I’m sorry in advance and I’m totally not trying to say you shouldn’t!!! <3333
1. What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?
I never was into any of the Shawn ships. Shawn/Belle, Shawn/Mimi, etc. Actually that whole generation didn’t really interest me until they got older and when it came to it only the MM/JKJ version of Phillip/Belle appealed to me.
Because they were hot. So yeah, Phillip/Chloe, Brady/Chloe, Rex/Mimi, none of those mean anything to me either.
Frankie/Eve, it felt like just a Pair the Spares situation, I don’t get what Eve sees in Frankie XD Which is not to say I hate Frankie, I think he’s a good guy, but I didn’t see the compatibility. I also didn’t like how he was always trying to change her into being a Good Person, not that she didn’t do some awful things but he came off more like her priest or something than her boyfriend XD.
Don’t kill me but … Victor/Maggie. It’s too hard for me to believe that sweetheart of the rodeo Maggie Simmons Horton really thinks Victor Kiriakis is no longer a bad person, and believe you me Victor Kiriakis has done HORRIBLE things. And now she’s just, what, turning a blind eye? Stupid enough to think it’ll never happen again? Also Victor Kiriakis WORKS as a villain, let him do villainous things. Also they never were best friends in the past so instantly creating that out of nowhere to give the ship context/backstory was cheap.
Stefano/Kate. I get it as a ship but not as the best ship for Kate, IOW not as my Kate OTP. Kate/Victor and Kate/Bill both have more interest for me. I did enjoy it and I do like that it is still giving Kate a chance to mix it up with the heavies.
Sami/Austin. There was a time when I was pretty sure the show was playing this totally straight, because Carrie was off screen. And may I just ask WHY.
Brady/Madison. It was rushed and often cheesy and honestly Eric Martsolf is one lucky SOB to get paired with actresses who are such superior thespians to him.
EJ/Sami. It’s not just that I don’t ship it, it’s that I plain don’t get it, I don’t SEE it any more. Yes I saw the potential there early on, but at this point to me it’s a convoluted mess.
Kayla/Shane. Common answer, heh. I think Kayla/Marcus would’ve worked better after Steve’s “death”. Also how the hell was half of Salem NOT fighting over Marcus I STG that man was perfect <3333
Chloe/Lucas was just boring to me IDK. But I was happy for Lucas to have a storyline I guess.
Chad/Abby. Abby/Cameron. Melanie/Phillip. Melanie/Nathan. Stephanie/Nathan. Who caaaaaaaaaares. I did like Shelley Hennig and Jay Kenneth Johnson’s chemistry but the writing wasn’t really there, alas. Chelsea/Max, Max/Abby, Max/Stephanie, Max was just boring to me (surprise).
Peter/Jennifer, because, and I know this is frightfully shallow but I always thought Jason Brooks was really creepy looking and had creepy worm lips.
Daniel/Jennifer, and if you didn’t know why already XD it’s really super bloated, like, all their obstacles are mountains out of molehills, like an episode of Three’s Company but way less funny because it’s supposed to be ANGSTY and MOVING and it’s just … not XD And the subtext is always “OMG DANIEL JONAS GREATEST MAN EVAR” and that’s hella annoying.
Pete/Melissa. Pete’s just boring. Emilio/Melissa. Another case of Pair the Spares, it made things convenient for Jack and Jennifer but by themselves they didn’t really interest me. But they didn’t really bug me either, I even find cheesy amusement in their singing XD Keep a liiiiiiiiiiiiiight oooooooooooooon for meeeeeeeeeee XD
Eve/Nick. I dunno if anyone really OTP’d this back in the day but, um, pimp/prostitute who’s idea was this??!! Oh this show.
Roman/Kate. I’m glad someone finally cared about Kate but beyond that they never hooked me. I also don’t much like Josh Taylor in the role though.
Carrie/Rafe. Excruciatingly boring and overbloated just like Dannifer. I did like Rafe and Sami breaking up as a partial result but that’s because Rafe being sarcastic finally gave him a personality.
I’m SURE I can think of more if you give me time, hahah, but let’s stop there for now.
5. Do you have a NoTP in [insert fandom here]?
ABSOLUTELY DANNIFER I WILL NEVER. Also probably EJami, I doubt I will ever.
8. Unpopular opinion about [insert fandom here]?
I think MarDar were well intentioned. They were just not up to the task of headwriting. But I think they meant well, and yes, even towards Jack, for all that they gave Dannifer writing too.
I think EJ is a lacking character and since he’s been the lead male on the show it has gone down in enjoyability. I also don’t think James Scott is a very good actor.
I don’t think Darin Brooks was a very good actor either, just okay.
I don’t think Camila Banus is a terrible actor, but again okay.
I think the Salem High generation (Belle Shawn etc) were, while in high school, generally boring, except for Phillip.
I think Jennifer COULD have a lot of storyline outside of the man she’s with, but the show doesn’t seem to think so and a lot of fans either care ONLY about the man she’s with or write her off as an unsalvageable character. I’m just there at the lonely third table.
I thought Billie/Nick was hilarious and fun.
I don’t give a shit about Rex and Cassie and I don’t need them back again ever. Kate does not need alien children, no.
A lot of fans choose sides when it comes to Good Girls vs Bad Girls, whereas I just think the whole dichotomy set up is irritating and not worthy my time.
I have more of these too I’m sure, but I have to move on!
#6 is here!
7. Is there anything you used to like, but now can’t stand?
Hrmm, probably if I really liked something it wouldn’t slide so far down into “can’t stand” territory. I guess Jennifer comes close XD But even then I also can’t stand some of the things the hardcore haters say about her. I just can’t handle watching her any more, it makes me sad to think about all the lost potential. But I don’t like it when people crap on her for zomg being a Good Girl or even worse.
4. Have you ever unfollowed someone? Why?
Yes, I’ve unfollowed people because: they unfollowed me first, they’re no longer active, stuff was consistently on their dash that was causing me to feel or behave in a way that I didn’t like for myself. The latter has sometimes been kind of sad and bittersweet but sometimes that’s the way it goes, and I know I would want anyone to feel free to follow me if I was distressing them. That’s not what I’m here for.
9. Have you received anon hate? What about?
Well if it counts I’ve gotten really cranky ass anons about the topics of race (specifically that racism is overstated) and of Catelyn (apparently someone was really butthurt that I apparently think Catelyn is the only female character in ASOIAF worth caring about and all the rest of the female characters suck, because that’s totally what I say all the time XD).