domingo, 13 de junho de 2010

Poema do domingo


      ERE you but lying cold and dead,
      And lights were paling out of the West,
      You would come hither, and bend your head,
      And I would lay my head on your breast;
      And you would murmur tender words,
      Forgiving me, because you were dead:
      Nor would you rise and hasten away,
      Though you have the will of wild birds,
      But know your hair was bound and wound
      About the stars and moon and sun:
      O would, beloved, that you lay
      Under the dock-leaves in the ground,
      While lights were paling one by one. 
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)

16 comentários:

c* disse...

"Never give all the heart, for love

Will hardly seem worth thinking of

To passionate women if it seem

Certain, and they never dream

That it fades out from kiss to kiss;

For everything that's lovely is

But a brief, dreamy, kind delight.

0 never give the heart outright,

For they, for all smooth lips can say,

Have given their hearts up to the play.

And who could play it well enough

If deaf and dumb and blind with love?

He that made this knows all the cost,

For he gave all his heart and lost.."

Mr X disse...

Ei, esse poema eu já coloquei aqui.

E aí confa? tudo bem? viajo pra San Francisco amanhã.

Mr X disse...

I never give all my heart, anyway.

c* disse...

ah sans blague...

c* disse...

"SWEETHEART, do not love too long:

I loved long and long,

And grew to be out of fashion

Like an old song.

All through the years of our youth

Neither could have known

Their own thought from the other's,

We were so much at one.

But O, in a minute she changed -

O do not love too long,

Or you will grow out of fashion

Like an old song."

Mr X disse...

hum? je ne parle pas français.

Mr X disse...

Ah, isso sim. Eu loved too long e fiquei out of fashion.

Vamos para San Francisco esquecer as penas, confetti. Passear pelo Golden Gate...

c* disse...

yeats em 2010 fica meio old fashioned...but I love it

( so fala serbo-croate né chose ? )

c* disse...

nao posso ! essa semana tou soterrada de trabalho...still going to LA on july 5...vai estar ou nao ?

Chesterton disse...

LOve is in the air.....

Brancaleone disse...

Mencken tinha uma péssima opinião sobre poetas e eu concordo com ele...

c* disse...

josua, para de frescura!


nuum disse...

Gostaria de passar um link
de um video do Latma (Israel)
Eles são ótimos. Criaram o "We con the World" sobre a "flotilla da paz" e agora fizeram uma sátira ao Lula.


Brancaleone disse...

que.p p.não p.fa.p.lo p.fran.p.ces e p.fa.p.lo por.p.tu.p.gues p.e p.lin.p.gua p.que p.a.pren.p.di p.a p.Emi.p.lia no sitio do Picapau Amarelo.

P.oi que.p.ri.p.da p.Con.p.fet.p.ti!!

Anônimo disse...

...e Woland, escreve: Não adianta... pausa para a Copa do Mundo ! Todo mundo ama futebol !

c* disse...

josua kkkk, eu também ! beijos, muitos !

chose, vai curtir a "san francisco cannabis cup" esse week end ? fala a verdade hein....=))