Present Joys

Thine’s all the glory / man’s the boundless bliss

The Lord is ris’n indeed! Hallelujah!
Now is Christ risen from the dead,
And become the first-fruits of them that slept.
Hallelujah, and did He rise? did He rise?
Hear it ye nations! hear it, Oh ye dead!
He rose, He burst the bars of death
And triumphed o’er the grave.
Then I rose, then first humanity
Triumphant passed the crystal ports of light
And seized eternal youth.
Man, all immortal hail,
Hail heaven, all lavish of strange gifts to man,
Thine’s all the glory,
Man’s the boundless bliss.

• Sunday night, happened to check the syllabus for my “internship class” and realized a heavily-weighted research paper was due the next day! So I stayed up late to write it. Late.
• Dove downtown monday morning for package design at 8am, talked to my friends and realized that I had a ton of homework to do, and went back home at 9:20am. (Nobody minded.)
• Did lots of homework for Burleigh. Lots and lots. Every waking minute.
• Ran into Marcia Tabler on Cleveland Ave. Her bright red raincoat was the happiest chroma I saw all week.
• In draping, had my first time back in the studio in three weeks. Started draping a dress of my own design out of cheapo knit fabric.
• Stayed up until at least 1am every night this week working on my big cooking project for Burleigh. I have probably slept less this week than any other week of school, but it’s okay because I really am having fun with this stuff.
• Matched Amanda, half-deliberately and half-accidentally; took lots of silly photos during class.
• Went to CSCA to hear Stephen Coles give a talk about typography. It was my first time, and a very nice time indeed—schmoozy social-hour notwithstanding!

Here might I stay and sing,
no story so divine;
never was love, dear King!
never was grief like Thine.
    This is my Friend,
    in Whose sweet praise
    I all my days
    could gladly spend.

Samuel Crossman, My song is love unknown, 1664