Are you lonesome tonight? Do you miss me tonight? Are you sorry we drifted apart? Does your memory stray to a brighter sunny day? When I kissed you and called you sweetheart?
Dance is the only art of which we ourselves are the stuff of which it is made~Jennifer
Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we should dance~Jennifer
Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance~Jennifer
Dancing is like dreaming with your feet~Jennifer
Dancing faces you towards Heaven, whichever direction you turn~Jennifer
You can dance anywhere, even if only in your heart~Jennifer
I want to dance with you for a life time Hold you close to my heart, Stop the hands of time Make the world give us a little more time
To feel our bodies close swaying together To music that only we can hear, Letting it sweep us into Heaven Come, dance with me there
We'll dance forever; never let go Hearts in tune hand to hand, Building love between us That we barely can stand
Candles low no bright lights Our love will light the way, Come hold me close; dance with me Til the night breaks to day
Feel our bodies pressed close As close as skin to skin, Open your heart to me baby Come on, let me in Fill my senses with your rush Let me taste your deep kiss, Hold me tightly to your heart
Never have I felt like this Never will I feel it again For within your arms I've died, I've gone to heaven in your love These are happy tears I've cried
Never have I been so loved Or felt so much love for anyone, Dance with me honey Until the night is done
Dance with me until the world is done I can't resist your charms, Dance with me and hold me close Let me die within your arms
Don't ever let me go Dancing with you is so right, I will never let you go Come....dance with me tonight~Jennifer
You'll remember me when the west wind moves, among the fields of barley. you can tell the sun in his jealous sky, when we walked in fields of gold. So she took her love for to gaze a while, Among the fields of barley. In his arms she fell as her hair came down, Among the fields of gold Will you stay with me, will you be my love, Among the fields of barley. You can tell the sun in his jealous sky when we walked in fields of gold. I never made promises lightly, there have been some that I've broken. but i swear in the days still left, we'll walk in fields of gold, we'll walk in fields of gold Many years have past since those summer days, among the fields of barley. See the children run as the sun goes down, As you lie in fields of gold. You'll remember me when the west wind moves, among the fields of barley You can tell the sun in his jealous sky, when we walked in fields of gold. when we walked in fields of gold.
I love this song and I think it makes an excellent poem. The repetition of the image of fields of gold as well as fields of barley is just beautiful. It conjures ideas of the Midwest, lazy summer evenings, and lemonade. Barely is just so earthy and nurturing an image. I personally think that this poem is about two lovers, one of which is dying. I get the sense that it is the man who is dying based on the line in his arms she fell, but it could be either person now that I reread the poem. I also like that the image of fields of gold could be a metaphor for heaven--in this case heaven in here on earth, the physical actual field of barely, and also the spiritual realm of heaven.
I also enjoy the idea of the sun being jealous. Because the sun is the live giver it could be implied that the sun in this poem is representative of a father image, possibly God. Furthermore, the sun is allocated a gender, male. I can't really support it, but I want to say that this poem is about two lovers, one is dying, and this sun character (God, if you will) is jealous of the deep love between the two--and even though they will be parted, they will always have the fields of gold/barley.
I also absolutely love the line "will you stay with me, will you be my love." I think that its beauty rests in its simplicity. I have read some poems that are laden with huge grandiose ideas and words to proclaim love as loudly as possible and I find these simple words more heartfelt then any Shakespearean sonnet or Byron inspired love poem. I really think they get the job done. It is for this reason that I am every time surprised to hear this line in the song--it is clearly stated and obvious--and so often you have to go digging to get to the message of the poem. I think that this poem's meaning can be actually summed up neatly with this one line.~Jennifer
In Game 7 of the 1946 World Series, the St. Louis Cardinals and the Boston Red Sox were tied up at 3-3 in the home half of the eighth inning. St. Louis outfielder Enos Slaughter hit a single and was kept on first after the next two batters were unable to get on base.. With one out left in the inning, Harry Walker stepped to the plate. After working the count to 2 and 1, the Cardinals called for the hit and run.
Walker lined the next pitch into left-center field and Slaughter began the run that would forever enshrine him in baseball lore. Red Sox center fielder Leon Culberson fielded the ball and relayed it to the shortstop, Johnny Pesky. Slaughter then rounded third, running right through the stop sign being given by the third base coach. The throw from Pesky to home came a little too late, as Slaughter slid home scoring what proved to be the winning run for the Cardinals and adding "The Mad Dash" to every baseball fan's vocabulary.
October 10, 1920
Game Five of the 1920 World Series. History had already been made, because Cleveland Indians outfielder Elmer Smith had just hit the first grand slam in World Series history in the first inning.
Enter the fifth inning. The Brooklyn Robins were at bat.
There were no outs. Brooklyn had Pete Kilduff on second and Otto Miller on first, when Clarence Mitchell came to the plate.
Mitchell hit a screaming line drive to Cleveland's Bill Wambsganss, who fields it cleanly, tags second base and then proceeds to tag a confused Otto Miller, who was running to second from first. It was the first unassisted triple-play in World Series history.
October 1, 1932
In the fifth inning of game three of the 1932 World Series, with a count of two balls and two strikes and Babe Ruth pointed toward center in Chicago’s Wrigley Field and followed up by hitting a soaring home run high above the very spot to which he had just gestured.
Here's where it gets fun. Ruth was a notorious trash-talker and had been in an ongoing argument that afternoon with what seemed like the entire Cubs bench. There are many who claim that Ruth was actually pointing the bat at opposing pitcher, Charlie Root, including Charlie Root, himself. Said Root, "If he’d made a gesture like that (calling a home run), I’d have put one in his ear and knocked him on his ass.” However, Ruth fastidiously claimed he actually called one of the longest homers in Wrigley Field History.
All of that aside, this moment still brings a smile to almost any baseball fan and has since become the stuff of legend.
April 15, 1947
For over 50 years, Major League Baseball was segregated, with black baseball players playing in their own league, called the Negro Baseball League. On April 15, 1947, Jackie Robinson, stepped onto Ebbets Field as a Brooklyn Dodger, the first black American to join a major league baseball team.
Robinson was named the National League Rookie of the Year in 1947 and MVP in 1949. Robinson did more than just break the color barrier. He shattered it with his on-the-field atleticism and his off-the-field behavior. Robinson realized he had the hopes of an entire culture on his shoulders. He carried it so well, he was inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame in 1962.
In 1997, every team in Major League Baseball officially retired uniform number 42.
I couldn't think of a better tribute to a man who brought so much to the game of baseball.
July 4, 1939
Henry Louis Gehrig's retirement speech.
"Fans, for the past two weeks you have been reading about the bad break I got. Yet today I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of this earth. I have been in ballparks for seventeen years and have never received anything but kindness and encouragement from you fans.
Look at these grand men. Which of you wouldn't consider it the highlight of his career just to associate with them for even one day? Sure, I'm lucky. Who wouldn't consider it an honor to have known Jacob Ruppert? Also, the builder of baseball's greatest empire, Ed Barrow? To have spent six years with that wonderful little fellow, Miller Huggins? Then to have spent the next nine years with that outstanding leader, that smart student of psychology, the best manager in baseball today, Joe McCarthy? Sure, I'm lucky.
When the New York Giants, a team you would give your right arm to beat, and vice versa, sends you a gift - that's something. When everybody down to the groundskeepers and those boys in white coats remember you with trophies - that's something. When you have a wonderful mother-in-law who takes sides with you in squabbles with her own daughter - that's something. When you have a father and a mother who work all their lives so you can have an education and build your body - it's a blessing. When you have a wife who has been a tower of strength and shown more courage than you dreamed existed - that's the finest I know.
So I close in saying that I may have had a bad break, but I have an awful lot to live for.
