
“Memory, Muse-mother, doer of all things.”
Source: Prometheus Bound, line 461 (tr. Henry David Thoreau)
“Memory, Muse-mother, doer of all things.”
Source: Prometheus Bound, line 461 (tr. Henry David Thoreau)
Summations, Chapter 58
Context: Our Substance is our Father, God Almighty, and our Substance is our Mother, God, All-wisdom; and our Substance is in our Lord the Holy Ghost, God All-goodness. For our Substance is whole in each Person of the Trinity, which is one God. And our Sense-soul is only in the Second Person Christ Jesus; in whom is the Father and the Holy Ghost: and in Him and by Him we are mightily taken out of Hell, and out of the wretchedness in Earth worshipfully brought up into Heaven and blissfully oned to our Substance: increased in riches and in nobleness by all the virtues of Christ, and by the grace and working of the Holy Ghost.
“My mother and her little brown jug
It held her milk
And now it holds our memories…”
Song lyrics, Aerial (2005), A Sea of Honey (Disc 1)
La joie d’une mère est une lumière qui jaillit jusque sur l’avenir et le lui éclaire, mais qui se reflète sur le passé pour lui donner le charme des souvenirs.
Part I, ch. XXXI.
Letters of Two Brides (1841-1842)
[Baby Doctor, https://books.google.com/books?id=8VAsAAAAYAAJ&focus=searchwithinvolume&q=newborn, 1992, 249, Random House, 978-0-679-40957-1]