We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, remembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The […]
Les mer»Yet, like a sentinel, he could not sleep. The night was full of wrong, Earthquakes and executions: soon he would be dead, And still all over Europe stood the horrible nurses Itching to boil their children. Only his verses Perhaps could stop them: He must go on working: Overhead, The uncomplaining stars composed their lucid […]
Les mer»Når man spaserer i en gate om natten, og en mann, synlig allerede på lang avstand – for gaten foran oss stiger og det er fullmåne -, kommer løpende mot oss, da griper vi ikke fatt i ham, selv om han er svak og fillete, selv om noen løper efter ham og skriker; vi lar […]
Les mer»Hva skal vi gjøre i disse vårdagene, som nå kommer raskt? I dag morges var himmelen grå, men går man til vinduet nå, blir man overrasket og lener kinnet mot vindusklinken. Der nede ser man lyset fra solen, som riktignok er synkende, på ansiktet til den barnlige piken, som går sånn og ser seg om, […]
Les mer»Wild, dark times are rumbling towards us, and the prophet who wishes to write a new apocalypse will have to invent entirely new beasts, and beasts so terrible that the ancient animal symbols of Saint John will seem like cooing doves and cupids in comparison. Lutezia (1855)
Les mer»You lose yourself, you reappear You suddenly find you got nothing to fear Alone you stand with nobody near When a trembling distant voice, unclear Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks They really found you. A question in your nerves is lit Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy […]
Les mer»Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing? King James Bible
Les mer»How blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked, Nor stand in the path of sinners, Nor sit in the seat of scoffers! But his delight is in the law of the LORD, And in His law he meditates day and night. He will be like a tree firmly […]
Les mer»«O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in’t!» Miranda William Shakespeare The Tempest Act V, Scene I
Les mer»Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child’s balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fool’s gold mouthpiece The hollow horn plays wasted […]
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