This is Wallace's Well, just a few miles from where I live. It's said to be the place where William Wallace (1272-1305) had a drink shortly before setting out for Glasgow where he planned to plead with the Bishop of Glasgow, Robert Wishart, for assistance in his fight for Scottish Independence. However, he was betrayed and captured by English soldiers at a farmhouse very close to the well.
He was taken to London where he was tried for treason and for atrocities against civilians in war. He responded to the treason charge, "I could not be a traitor to Edward, for I was never his subject." Following the trial, on 23 August 1305, he was taken to the Tower of London, and then to the Elms at Smithfield where he was hanged, drawn and quartered.
A Character
by William Wordsworth
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Rabindranath Tagore 1861-1941
Bengali poet
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add colour to my sunset sky.
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Do not say “It is morning” and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a newborn child that has no name.
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I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can't make it through one door, I'll go through another door - or I'll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.
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I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.
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A Character
by William Wordsworth
I marvel how Nature could ever find space
For so many strange contrasts in one human face:
There's thought and no thought, and there's paleness and bloom
And bustle and sluggishness, pleasure and gloom.
There's weakness, and strength both redundant and vain;
Such strength as, if ever affliction and pain
Could pierce through a temper that's soft to disease,
Would be rational peace - a philosopher's ease.
There's indifference, alike when he fails or succeeds,
And attention full ten times as much as there needs;
Pride where there's no envy, there's so much of joy;
And mildness, and spirit both forward and coy.
There's freedom, and sometimes a diffident stare
Of shame scarcely seeming to know that she's there,
There's virtue, the title it surely may claim,
Yet wants heaven knows what to be worthy the name.
This picture from nature may seem to depart,
Yet the Man would at once run away with your heart;
And I for five centuries right gladly would be
Such an odd such a kind happy creature as he.
For so many strange contrasts in one human face:
There's thought and no thought, and there's paleness and bloom
And bustle and sluggishness, pleasure and gloom.
There's weakness, and strength both redundant and vain;
Such strength as, if ever affliction and pain
Could pierce through a temper that's soft to disease,
Would be rational peace - a philosopher's ease.
There's indifference, alike when he fails or succeeds,
And attention full ten times as much as there needs;
Pride where there's no envy, there's so much of joy;
And mildness, and spirit both forward and coy.
There's freedom, and sometimes a diffident stare
Of shame scarcely seeming to know that she's there,
There's virtue, the title it surely may claim,
Yet wants heaven knows what to be worthy the name.
This picture from nature may seem to depart,
Yet the Man would at once run away with your heart;
And I for five centuries right gladly would be
Such an odd such a kind happy creature as he.
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Rabindranath Tagore 1861-1941
Bengali poet
Four popular quotes by Tagore
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Do not say “It is morning” and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a newborn child that has no name.
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I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can't make it through one door, I'll go through another door - or I'll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.
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I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.
And finally, a colourful change from dog pictures
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