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 Althea 
#1154765 - 12/19/02 09:27 AM (21 years, 4 months ago) |
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Althea
I told Althea I was feeling lost, lacking in some direction.
Althea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need protection.
I told Althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limb.
Althea told me better cool down boy, settle back, easy Jim.
You may be Saturday's child, all alone, moving with a tinge of grace.
You may be a clown in the burying ground, or just another pretty face.
You may meet the fate on Ophelia, sleeping and penchence to dream.
Honest to the point of recklessness, self-centered in the extreme.
Ain't nobody messing with you, but you, your friends are getting most concerned.
Loose with the truth, baby, it's your fire, but baby don't get burned.
When the smoke has cleared, she said, that's what she said to me.
Gonna want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy.
There are things you can replace, and others you cannot.
The time has come to weigh those things.
This space is getting hot, you know this space is getting hot.
I told Althea I'm a roving son, and I was born to be a bachelor.
Althea told me, okay, that's fine, so now I'm trying to catch her.
Can't talk to you without talking to me, we're guilty of the same old thing.
Been talking alot about less and less and forgetting the love we bring.
Robert Hunter
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The bus came by and I got on that's when it all began!
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Re: Althea [Re: Ripple]
#1155986 - 12/19/02 05:37 PM (21 years, 3 months ago) |
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Thanks Ripple! That was inspiring. 
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Re: Althea [Re: ]
#1156936 - 12/20/02 03:03 AM (21 years, 3 months ago) |
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Glad you thought so Plato I especially think the line "Been talking alot about less and less and forgetting the love we bring." is very true within relationships in todays society.
John
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The bus came by and I got on that's when it all began!
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Re: Althea [Re: Ripple]
#1156982 - 12/20/02 03:23 AM (21 years, 3 months ago) |
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annotated grateful dead lyrics, by david dodd
http://arts.ucsc.edu/gdead/agdl/
"Althea"
Recorded on
Go To Heaven and
Without a Net
Dick's Picks, v. 6
Terrapin Station [live album]
First performance on August 4, 1979, at the Oakland Auditorium Arena. Appeared in the first set following "El Paso" and preceding the first "Lost Sailor."
The WELL's Deadlit conference topic number 102 is about "Althea."
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Althea
"Althea Name by which Richard Lovelace (1618-1658) poetically addressed a woman, supposed to have been Lucy Sacheverell, whom he also celebrated by the name of Lucasta."--New Century Cyclopedia of Names.
Here is Lovelace's poem, "To Althea from Prison" (1649):
When Love with unconfined wings
Hovers within my Gates;
And my divine Althea brings
To whisper at the Grates:
When I lye tangled in her haire,
And fetter'd to her eye;
The Birds, that wanton in the Aire,
Know no such Liberty.
When flowing Cups run swiftly round
With no allaying Thames,
Our carelesse heads with Roses bound,
Our hearts with Loyall Flames;
When thirsty griefe in Wine we steepe,
When Healths and draughts go free,
Fishes that tipple in the Deepe,
Know no such Libertie.
When (like committed Linnets) I
With shriller throat shall sing
The sweetness, Mercy, Majesty,
And glories of my KING;
When I shall voyce aloud, how Good
He is, how Great should be;
Inlarged Winds that curle the Flood,
Know no such Liberty.
Stone Walls doe not a Prison make,
Nor Iron bars a Cage;
Mindes innocent and quiet take
That for an Hermitage;
If I have freedome in my Love,
And in my soule am free;
Angels alone that soar above,
Injoy such Liberty.
This is the second name in a Hunter song which has been used as an pseudonymous form of address by a poet addressing a real-life woman; the other is "Stella," used by Jonathan Swift as his poetic name for Esther Johnson, as well as by Philip Sidney, in his sonnet series Astrophel and Stella, in addressing Lady Penelope Devereux.
The meaning and derivation of the word "althea", according to The Oxford English Dictionary:
"Bot. [L. althaea, a marsh mallow, f. [the Greek] to heal.] A genus of the plants of which the Marsh Mallow and Hollyhock are species; by florists often extended to the genus Hibiscus.
And this note from a reader, which sheds new light on the "it's your fire" line:
Date: Tue, 27 Jun 95 13:45:39 -0700
From: Daniel Yairi
Subject: Althea lyrics
I have really enjoyed browsing through your annotated GD lyrics, you obviously have put a lot of effort into this project. In regard to your notes on Althea, you may also want to make reference to the character from Greek mythology. Althea was the mother of Meleager. When her son was a young child, the Fates told Althea that when a specific log in her fire was completly burned, her son would die. Althea quickly removed the log and put it away for safe keeping. Years later Meleager held a hunt to kill a boar which was terrorizing the village. Many people helped in the hunt, including the girl-friend (?) of Meleager whose name was Atalanta. Atalanta was the first person to strike the boar and Meleager later awarded her the prize for being most instrumental in the hunt. Althea's brothers, who also participated in the hunt, were upset that a woman would get the prize. A fight broke out and Meleager killed the two men. When Althea heard what her son had did, she quickly took out the log she had kept all the years and tossed it into a fire. In a nearby field, Meleager felt a sudden pain and died.
Thanks, Daniel!
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Saturday's child
The famous proverbial rhyme goes:
Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for its living,
And a child that's born on the Sabbath day
Is fair and wise and good and gay.
See the thematic essay, "Grateful Goose?", on the influence of nursery rhymes on the Dead's lyrics.
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clown in the burying ground
The first of three references in the song to Shakespeare's Hamlet, this line is apparently in reference to a pair of minor characters, listed as First Clown and Other, or as First Grave-digger and Other, the undertakers in the play, who do serve the purpose of providing comic relief in the midst of tragedy.
And this comment from a reader:
Date: Fri, 12 May 1995 19:14:26 -0500 (EST)
From: Jane Glass
Subject: Clown in the burying ground
I always thought that "the clown in the burying ground" refered to Yorick in Hamlet. (as in "Alas, poor Yorick, I knew him Horatio....)
Hamlet finds Yorick's skull in an open grave (which turns out to be for Ophelia) and laments over the death of his friend, the former court jester (i.e. clown). His speech ends with the "there are more things in heaven and earth that are dreamt of in your philosophy." Fits well with the "Althea" themes (forgetting the love we bring, etc.).
Just a suggestion. I look forward to reading more of your project.
Jane Glass
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Ophelia
In Shakespeare's Hamlet, the daughter of Polonius. She loses her mind after Polonius' death.
The painting "Ophelia" (1851) by the Pre-Raphaelite painter Sir John Everett Millais.
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sleeping and perchance to dream
A near-quote from Hamlet, (iii, 1, 65), from Hamlet's famous "To be or not to be" soliloquy: "To sleep, perchance to dream..."
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Keywords: @love, @mythology, @shakespeare, @truth
DeadBase code: [ALTH]
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First posted: April 5, 1995
Last revised: February 28, 1998
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Everything is better than it was the last time. I'm good.
If we could look into each others hearts, and understand the unique challenges each of us faces, I think we would treat each other much more gently, with more love, patience, tolerance, and care.
It takes a lot of courage to go out there and radiate your essence.
I know you scared, you should ask us if we scared too. If you was there, and we just knew you cared too.
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Re: Althea [Re: ]
#1156998 - 12/20/02 03:31 AM (21 years, 3 months ago) |
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Rober Hunter has a book compiling all his lyrics called _A Box of Rain_
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there's also series of letters on www.dead.net between he and Terence McKenna, you can find them in the archive - orfeo files. It's really fantastic to see such incredible linguists in dialogue.
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there are many ftp sites that host hundreds of dead shows on mp3, it was an obsession of mine back in the college dormitory ethernet days to d/l them and burn them to cd, www.sugarmegs.org had a really nice list of ftps.
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Everything is better than it was the last time. I'm good.
If we could look into each others hearts, and understand the unique challenges each of us faces, I think we would treat each other much more gently, with more love, patience, tolerance, and care.
It takes a lot of courage to go out there and radiate your essence.
I know you scared, you should ask us if we scared too. If you was there, and we just knew you cared too.
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Great Post........thanks
Stella Blue
All the years combine, they melt into a dream,
A broken angel sings from a guitar.
In the end there's just a song comes cryin' up the night
Thru all the broken dreams and vanished years.
Stella blue. Stella blue.
When all the cards are down, there's nothing left to see,
There's just the pavement left and broken dreams.
In the end there's still that song comes cryin' like the wind.
Down every lonely street that's ever been
Stella blue. Stella blue.
I've stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel, can't win for trying.
Dust off those rusty strings just one more time,
Gonna make them shine, shine
It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free,
There's nothing you can hold, for very long.
And when you hear that song come crying like the wind,
It seems like all this life was just a dream.
Stella blue. Stella blue.
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The bus came by and I got on that's when it all began!
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 Re: Althea [Re: Ripple]
#1157804 - 12/20/02 10:10 AM (21 years, 3 months ago) |
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"Been talking alot about less and less and forgetting the love we bring."
*sigh*
Great contributions in this thread from everyone.
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