I was born on the seventh day of the year and although I'm not the seventh son of a seventh son, I've always felt a special connection to that number. Hence this collection of sevens.
- pride
- anger
- envy
- lust
- gluttony
- avarice
- sloth
- faith
- hope
- charity
- prudence
- temperance
- fortitude
- justice
- baptism
- confirmation
- eucharist
- reconciliation
- extreme unction
- holy orders
- matrimony
- the seven names of God
- the seven days of Creation
- the Seven Servite Founders (feast: February 17th)
- the seven joys and seven sorrows of Mary
- the seven heavens of Islam
- the Seven Champions of Christendom
- the Seven Sleepers of Ephesus (feast: July 27th)
- gold = the Sun
- silver = the Moon
- quicksilver = Mercury
- copper = Venus
- iron = Mars
- tin = Jupiter
- lead = Saturn
- Bashful
- Dopey
- Grumpy
- Happy
- Sleepy
- Sneezy
- Doc
- Seven
- The Seventh Seal
- The Seven-Per-Cent Solution
- Six Days, Seven Nights
- Seven Days in May
- The Magnificent Seven
- The Seven Sammuri
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
- grammar
- logic
- rhetoric
- arithmetic
- astronomy
- geometry
- music
- the seven seas
- the seven continents
- Seven of Nine
- the Seven Days' War
- the Seven Weeks' War
- the Seven Year's War
- James Bond, 007