amanda likes the internet (2024)

Who gave thee, O Beauty!
The keys of this breast,
Too credulous lover
Of blest and unblest?
Say when in lapsed ages
Thee knew I of old;
Or what was the service
For which I was sold?
When first my eyes saw thee,
I found me thy thrall,
By magical drawings,
Sweet tyrant of all!
I drank at thy fountain
False waters of thirst;
Thou intimate stranger,
Thou latest and first!
Thy dangerous glances
Make women of men;
New-born we are melting
Into nature again.
Lavish, lavish promiser,
Nigh persuading gods to err,
Guest of million painted forms
Which in turn thy glory warms,
The frailest leaf, the mossy bark,
The acorn's cup, the raindrop's arc,
The swinging spider's silver line,
The ruby of the drop of wine,
The shining pebble of the pond,
Thou inscribest with a bond
In thy momentary play
Would bankrupt Nature to repay.
Ah! what avails it
To hide or to shun
Whom the Infinite One
Hath granted his throne?
The heaven high over
Is the deep's lover,
The sun and sea
Informed by thee,
Before me run,
And draw me on,
Yet fly me still,
As Fate refuses
To me the heart Fate for me chooses,
Is it that my opulent soul
Was mingled from the generous whole,
Sea valleys and the deep of skies
Furnished several supplies,
And the sands whereof I'm made
Draw me to them self-betrayed?
I turn the proud portfolios
Which hold the grand designs
Of Salvator, of Guercino,
And Piranesi's lines.
I hear the lofty Pæans
Of the masters of the shell,
Who heard the starry music,
And recount the numbers well:
Olympian bards who sung
Divine Ideas below,
Which always find us young,
And always keep us so.
Oft in streets or humblest places
I detect far wandered graces,
Which from Eden wide astray
In lowly homes have lost their way.
Thee gliding through the sea of form,
Like the lightning through the storm,
Somewhat not to be possessed,
Somewhat not to be caressed,
No feet so fleet could ever find,
No perfect form could ever bind.
Thou eternal fugitive
Hovering over all that live,
Quick and skilful to inspire
Sweet extravagant desire,
Starry space and lily bell
Filling with thy roseate smell,
Wilt not give the lips to taste
Of the nectar which thou hast.
All that's good and great with thee
Stands in deep conspiracy.
Thou hast bribed the dark and lonely
To report thy features only,
And the cold and purple morning
Itself with thoughts of thee adorning,
The leafy dell, the city mart,
Equal trophies of thine art,
E'en the flowing azure air
Thou hast touched for my despair,
And if I languish into dreams,
Again I meet the ardent beams.
Queen of things! I dare not die
In Being's deeps past ear and eye,
Lest there I find the same deceiver,
And be the sport of Fate forever.
Dread power, but dear! if God thou be,
Unmake me quite, or give thyself to me. 

getbuck tagged me & she rules. onward.

Rules:Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 16 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 16 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you.

01. i have a metal rod in my right leg. the story isn’t that good, so make up what you will. i spent a few months in a wheelchair. it really changes your perspective on things.

02. i lived in a feminist theme house for two years in college. the first year kind of sucked, but the second year was brilliant and amazing and everything i wanted. without their support, i don’t know where i’d be. i<3woco.

03. im building an awesome vinyl collection but i don’t have a record player. i just needed a cool hobby.

04. i used to book shows and that is the time in my life i miss the most. sometimes i dream of moving to new brunswick and starting a show house. maybe someday.

05. i’m incredibly messy at home, but at work and other places i’m super neat and organized.

06. all my favorite bands are broken up and i hate it.

07. this morning when i woke up, i wasn’t wearing pants anymore. i totally went to bed with pants on.

08. i don’t know what i want to do with my life. and i definitely don’t want to grow up.

09. i want “we must be still and still moving” tattooed on me somewhere. it’s a t.s. eliot quote and it totally defines my life.

10. i work in a plus-size store and my absolute favorite thing about my job is making the women that come in feel confident enough to take on anything. there are a few customers that i’ve really made connections with and i like to think that i’m not just working in a clothes store, i’m helping people feel better about themselves and showing them that they are beautiful, there’s no reason not to be.

11. on that note, i used to always think “i’d be soo much prettier if i was thinner.” it happens much more rarely now. sometimes i catch myself and feel guilty for thinking it. it’s a really weird feeling.

12. i have a signed hanson poster on my wall. this will come with me wherever i go. there’s also a taking back sunday setlist on a styrofoam plate that i got signed by john nolan outside of the bathroom at the birch hill. i miss that place.

13. the best kiss i ever had was outside of the hamilton st. cafe in bound brook before a show that brought everyone i knew together. i fell in love that day. we’re not together anymore but he’s still my best friend and i will love him forever.

14. on the subject of kissing, after a bad situation in january, i decided to kiss people without meaning. it was really great while it lasted. when i finally found someone i wanted to kiss with meaning again, it didn’t work out. it was bad timing, i guess. i knew in my head it wouldn’t work, but my heart wouldn’t listen. i’m still in a place over that, i guess.

15. i’ve never left the country, but someday i really want to go to dublin and do the ulysses tour. i want to go to east co*ker, too. i wish i could have been alive in the early 1900s.

16. all i’ve ever wanted was a pet cat, but i’m allergic. and to go to disneyworld/land. my mom drove me past disneyland once. true. story.

do it if you’d like to!