tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-142302252009-02-20T22:09:52.189-08:00Melbourne NursingHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13968522772516314197noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14230225.post-41985478042537971352007-06-01T00:27:00.000-07:002007-06-01T00:30:57.809-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Shakespeare on Flowers</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">To guard a title that was rich before,<br />To gild refined gold, to paint the lily,<br />To throw a perfume on the violet,<br />To smooth the ice, or add another hue<br />Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light<br />To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish,<br />Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.<br /><i><b>King John</b></i> (4.2.11-17)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14230225-4198547804253797135?l=www.melbournenursing.com.au%2Fweblog'/></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13968522772516314197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14230225.post-1137767125938087412006-01-20T06:13:00.000-08:002006-12-31T17:58:21.803-08:00Romeo and Juliet<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5019/1281/1600/nursing3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5019/1281/320/nursing3.jpg" border="0" height="126" width="144" /></a><br />Nurses play central role in this most favorite of Shakespeare's plays.<br /><br />JULIET<br />Ay me! what news? why dost thou wring thy hands?<br /><br />Nurse<br />Ah, well-a-day! he's dead, he's dead, he's dead!<br />We are undone, lady, we are undone!<br />Alack the day! he's gone, he's kill'd, he's dead!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14230225-113776712593808741?l=www.melbournenursing.com.au%2Fweblog'/></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13968522772516314197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14230225.post-1134836801630122812005-12-17T08:04:00.000-08:002005-12-17T08:26:41.673-08:00A quote from PericlesCLEON<br />Were I chief lord of all this spacious world,I'ld give it to undo the deed. O lady,Much less in blood than virtue, yet a princessTo equal any single crown o' the earthI' the justice of compare! O villain Leonine!Whom thou hast poison'd too:If thou hadst drunk to him, 't had been a kindnessBecoming well thy fact: what canst thou sayWhen noble Pericles shall demand his child?<br /><br />DIONYZA<br />That she is dead. Nurses are not the fates,To foster it, nor ever to preserve.She died at night; I'll say so. Who can cross it?Unless you play the pious innocent,And for an honest attribute cry out'She died by foul play.'<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14230225-113483680163012281?l=www.melbournenursing.com.au%2Fweblog'/></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13968522772516314197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14230225.post-1134832881256751512005-12-17T07:20:00.000-08:002005-12-17T07:21:21.266-08:00Another test of the systemI am testing the system with a few nonsense statements.<br />Please disregard.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14230225-113483288125675151?l=www.melbournenursing.com.au%2Fweblog'/></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13968522772516314197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14230225.post-1123397468868513632005-08-06T23:43:00.000-07:002005-08-06T23:57:37.423-07:00Sunday (or Saturday in the U.S.A)Where nursing is mentioned in Shakespeare:<br /><br /><table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="90%"> <tbody><tr><th><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 153);"><b><u><br /> <br />SONNET 22</u></b></span></th> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">My glass shall not persuade me I am old,</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">So long as youth and thou are of one date;</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">But when in thee time's furrows I behold,</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">Then look I death my days should expiate.</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">For all that beauty that doth cover thee</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">Is but the seemly raiment of my heart,</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me:</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">How can I then be elder than thou art?</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">O, therefore, love, be of thyself so wary</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">As I, not for myself, but for thee will;</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain;</td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center">Thou gavest me thine, not to give back again.</td></tr> </tbody> </table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14230225-112339746886851363?l=www.melbournenursing.com.au%2Fweblog'/></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13968522772516314197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14230225.post-1120616753962370232005-07-05T19:24:00.000-07:002005-07-05T19:25:53.966-07:00This is a first test of the websiteThere are many things to do to get going. We cannot find enough time to do them all.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14230225-112061675396237023?l=www.melbournenursing.com.au%2Fweblog'/></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13968522772516314197noreply@blogger.com0