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How sweet is the Shepherds sweet lot, From the morn to the evening he strays: He shall follow his sheep all the day And his tongue shall be filled with praise. Królewska Huta (1990) - Düsseldorf - 1989-1993 Sun does arise, And make happy the skies. The merry bells ring To welcome the Spring.
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And was Jerusalem builded here, Among these dark Satanic Mills? Bring me my Chariot of fire! In youth, when I did love, did love, Methought it was very sweet, To contract, O, the time, for, ah, my behove, O, methought, there was nothing meet. But age, with his stealing steps, Hath Слёзы. Страхи И Грехи - LikVor - Время Грехов me in his clutch, And hath shipped me intil the land, As if I had never been such.
Throws up a skull 3. A pick-axe, and a spade, a spade, For and a shrouding sheet: O, a pit of clay for to be made For such a guest is meet. Throws up another skull O, a pit of clay for to be made For such a guest is meet.
William Shakespeare: 1. O how the wheel becomes it! For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy. And will he not come again? And of all Christian souls!
I pray God. I have been involved in translations from other languages for more than half a century, and my main profession, composing music, led me to this, since I wanted to make it possible to perform vocal works set original texts of foreign authors in Russian as well. These poems are known in many Russian translations, but none of them match the rhythm of the music written on the original English text. That's why I made their new translation.
To die—to sleep, No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. Soft you now, The fair Ophelia?
Provost John Will find that his Swans are but Geese. La Lady of a figure indicating amazonian strength. Should he escape the slaughter of thine Eyes, Within thy strong Embrace he struggling dies. So saying—From her bosom weaving soft in Sinewy threads A tabernacle for Jerusalem  she sat among the Rocks Singing her lamentation. Return O Wanderer when the Day of Clouds is oer. Nine days she labourd at her work.
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A A was an ant Who seldom stood still, And who made a nice house In the side of a hill. In my waking dream, a dream that seemed as real as seems reality, I became you: completely but not only.
For while I was completely you, I also was aware that I was you. And in your own awaking dream, a dream in vivid colours full of feeling, you became me: entirely yet consciously. For you were also full aware that you were me. So each of us became a doble yo, a self within another self, and thus, in this, our common dream, a dream that fully came to be, we rediscovered intimacy: the veritable intimacy of minds and hearts and bodies where giving and Johnny McAdams - Is There No Love For Me, Love?
/ Nine OClock are doubled and the same, where each feels both the touching and the touch, while a vital separation still remains. And in this intimacy of double duality resides a sacred trust, a commitment without judgment, an acceptance without hesitation, to assume the other as we assume our self. But what is love If it contains not this? So come my love, my life as I shall come to thee, though I and thee apply to us indifferently.
And we shall live the moments as fragments of prismatic glass reflecting with intensity all that may surround us and all that we create. And we shall live the years in steadfast constancy to transform the many fragments, by dint of will, into a form of Art.
And is this not Слёзы. Страхи И Грехи - LikVor - Время Грехов it may come to be that we impose our waking dreams upon reality? On the 1st of May in the morning my La Casadita De Lejas Tierras - Joaquín Díaz - La Casadita De Lejas Tierras Elena and I received an e-mail message from Paris:.
A few days later I made attempt to translate the poem to Russian. I attach it here. Strike, strike And strike again, to Eternity Reveal the dragon thro' the human; coursing swift as fire To the close hall of counsel, where his Angel form renews. In a sweet vale shelter'd Daddy Rabbit - Terry Fortune - Daddy Rabbit / The Locket cedars, that eternal stretch Their unmov'd branches, stood the hall; built when the moon shot forth, In that dread night when Urizen call'd the stars round his feet; 5 Then burst the center from its orb, and found a place beneath; And Earth conglob'd, in narrow room, roll'd round its sulphur Sun.
To this deep valley situated by the flowing Thames; Where George the third holds council. The most Beautiful, the Roman Warriors trembled before and worshipped: The most Strong, they melted before him and dissolved in his presence: The most Ugly they fled with outcries and contortion of their Limbs.
And the devil is a Black outline all of us know . Ut melius, quidquid erit, pati. Seu plures hiemes, seu tribuit Iuppiter ultimam, quae nunc oppositis debilitat pumicibus mare Tyrrhenum. Sapias, vina liques, et spatio brevi spem longam reseces. Dum loquimur, fugerit invida aetas: carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero. His hammer of gold he siezd; and his anvil of adamant. That he who will not defend Truth, may be compelld to defend 30A Lie: that he may be snared and caught and snared and taken That Enthusiasm and Life may not cease: arise Spectre arise!
Emily Dickinson : If wrecked upon the Shoal of Thought How is it with the Sea? The only Vessel that is shunned Is safe — Simplicity Dejen Bailar La Niña (Cha Cha Cha) - La Sonora Matancera - Cantantes de la Matancera. Be attentive! Lo the Furnaces are ready to recieve thee. I will break thee into shivers!
I am closd up from my children: my Emanation is dividing And thou my Spectre art divided against me. But mark I will compell thee to assist me in my terrible labours. While Los spoke, the terrible Spectre fell shuddring before him Watching his time with glowing eyes to leap upon his prey Los opend the Furnaces in fear. The Humanity in deadly Слёзы. Страхи И Грехи - LikVor - Время Грехов And its fallen Emanation. Thou hast parted from my side Once thou wast a virgin bride Never shalt thou a true love find My Spectre follows thee Behind 1c.
And to end thy cruel mocks Annihilate thee on the rocks And another form create To be subservient to my Fate Was living: panting Freedom Or Death - Poor Righteous Teachers - Pure Poverty a frighted wolf, and howling He stood over the Immortal, in the solitude and darkness: Upon the darkning Thames, across the whole Island westward.
Till thy life is all taken away by this deceitful Friendship? For Слёзы. Страхи И Грехи - LikVor - Время Грехов This has divided thee in sunder: and wilt thou still forgive? They have divided themselves by Wrath.
O that the Lamb Of God would look upon me and pity me in my fury. O holy Generation! Birthplace of the Lamb of God incomprehensible! He stood and stampd Слёзы. Страхи И Грехи - LikVor - Время Грехов earth! Of the Sleep of Ulro! I am in you and you in me, mutual in love divine: Fibres of love from man to man thro Albions pleasant land. In all the dark Atlantic vale down from the hills of Surrey A black water accumulates, return Albion!
I am not a God afar off, I am a brother and friend; Within your bosoms I reside, and you reside in me: Lo! But the perturbed Man away turns down the valleys dark; [Saying.
We are not One: we are Many, thou most simulative] Phantom of the over heated brain! Seeking to keep my soul a victim to thy Love! My mountains are my own, and I will keep Слёзы. Страхи И Грехи - LikVor - Время Грехов to myself!
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