Mamma Mia!

I'm so excited!  A friend has asked me to join her tonight at the Broadway production of Mamma Mia at our local arts center.  I've seen the movie but haven't had the opportunity to see the stage production, and I can't wait!  I love the ABBA songs and you already know how much I love the Greek isles.  In honor of tonight's excitement, here are a few reasons why I love Greece so much, with lines from Oscar Wilde's poem Greece:

 
We hoisted sail; the wind was blowing fair
For the blue lands that to the eastward lie.

The sea was sapphire coloured

 

 

And all the flower-strewn hills of Arcady

every olive grove and creek

 

 

And a red sun upon the seas to ride

and the sky Burned like a heated opal through the air

I stood upon the soil of Greece at last!

The sea was sapphire coloured, and the sky
Burned like a heated opal through the air;
We hoisted sail; the wind was blowing fair
For the blue lands that to the eastward lie.
From the steep prow I marked with quickening eye
Zakynthos, every olive grove and creek,
Ithaca's cliff, Lycaon's snowy peak,
And all the flower-strewn hills of Arcady.
The flapping of the sail against the mast,
The ripple of the water on the side,
The ripple of girls' laughter at the stern,
The only sounds: -when 'gan the West to burn,
And a red sun upon the seas to ride,
I stood upon the soil of Greece at last!


Have a good day, and Opa!