It seems like it's been forever since we last chatted! I apologize for the week-long silence, I was in Florida with my family. While I was there I did see some wonderful art, but more on that another day. Today I just wanted to give a quick reminder of the Davis & Blevins Gallery's hours:
Sunday 12- 4 p.m. (for the summer only)
Wednesdays and Thursdays 10 a.m.- 6 p.m.
Fridays and Saturdays 10 a.m.- 7 p.m.
We have so many beautiful items in our Gallery. From paintings to earrings, sculptures to t-shirts, greeting cards and more! There is something for everybody at the Davis & Blevins Gallery so please stop in and pay us a visit.
Seeing as how it is an absolutely beautiful day outside, I would like to end today's short post with a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow entitled, "A Psalm of Life."
A Psalm of Life
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by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | ||
What the Heart of the Young Man Said to the Psalmist
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,"Life is but an empty dream!" For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; "Dust thou art, to dust returnest," Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Finds us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act,--act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing Learn to labor and to wait. |
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