I am a broken man/You can't break me: Hold on/Let go

June 22, 2015

Hold on/Let go

I'm better and Segev is dealing with the regular issues, every hour of every day, but with no crises at the moment. So don't read peculiar things into this song, just enjoy...

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Nec spe, nec metu

Let other men gather bright gold to themselves and own many acres of well-ploughed soil, let endless worry trouble them, with enemies nearby, and the peals of the war trumpets driving away sleep: let my moderate means lead me to a quiet life, as long as my fireside glows with endless flame.

Let me plant the tender vines at the proper time, tall fruit trees, myself a rustic, with skilled hands:nor let hope fail, but deliver the pile-up fruits, and the rich vintage in overflowing vats, since i worship wherever there's a stump left in the fields, or an old stone at the crossroads, wreathed with flowers: and whatever fruit of mine the new season brings I set as an offering before the god of the fields. --Tibullus cca. 55 BC – 19 BC

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June 22, 2015

Hold on/Let go

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