Comments on: Ten Poems: Lovelace’s “To Lucasta” http://othermatters.org/2006/09/28/ten-poems-lovelaces-to-lucasta/ CONTEMPORARY MUSLIM REFLECTIONS ON THE BREADTH OF LIFE Sat, 12 Mar 2011 08:14:25 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.com/ By: Carnival of Islam in the West http://othermatters.org/2006/09/28/ten-poems-lovelaces-to-lucasta/#comment-2994 Fri, 10 Nov 2006 19:30:20 +0000 http://othermatters.wordpress.com/2006/09/14/ten-poems-lovelaces-to-lucasta/#comment-2994 [...] ABD presents Ten Poems: Lovelace’s “To Lucasta” posted at other|matters [...]

]]> By: Irving http://othermatters.org/2006/09/28/ten-poems-lovelaces-to-lucasta/#comment-1300 Fri, 29 Sep 2006 23:03:48 +0000 http://othermatters.wordpress.com/2006/09/14/ten-poems-lovelaces-to-lucasta/#comment-1300 A Nobelman could not feel any self-worth in England of that time if he did not fight for his country. That love is as great as the love he bears his beloved. Besides, no woman loves a coward. It is a complicated psychological process that drives men to take up arms, and not just for youthful fancies of glory and honor. The battlefield soon bursts that bubble. It is doing what is right for your tribe in the most primitive sense, to protect hearth and home and your women.
There is more to it than a simple choice between love and honor.

]]> By: The Turk http://othermatters.org/2006/09/28/ten-poems-lovelaces-to-lucasta/#comment-1224 Thu, 28 Sep 2006 11:14:49 +0000 http://othermatters.wordpress.com/2006/09/14/ten-poems-lovelaces-to-lucasta/#comment-1224 I think misplaced ideals are wrong. Yes, try to live to them but don’t expect to. This world has seen many ideals come and go. A fraction of a fraction of people have been able to keep those ideals. Most of us fail miserably.

As Ramadan has come and I am fasting. I am also trying to keep my prayers and actions in check as to validate my fast. Otherwise it simply not eating food. As for longest while I have been let myself slide; coming back into the fold is not easy. Praying seems something I have force myself. Curses are my adjectives often in sentances and correct myself not to say it out loud is tough.

Hope for the best and expect the worst. Motto to follow.

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