Poetry48 "Ode to the West Wind" - Percy Bysshe Shelley Percy Bysshe Shelley. 1792–1822 Ode to the West Wind I O WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being Thou from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes! O thou 5 Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The wingèd seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each.. 2005. 4. 25. In Memoriam - Alfred Lord Tennyson In Memoriam LIV. Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete; That not a worm is cloven in vain; That not a moth with vain desire Is shriveled in a fruitless .. 2005. 3. 14. "The Lamb" and "The Tyger" - William Blake The Tyger from: Songs of Experience Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulders, & what art, Could twist the sinews of thine heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread h.. 2005. 3. 3. The Chimney Sweeper - William Blake William Blake Biography [From The Norton Poetry Workshop CD-ROM, edited by James F. Knapp] The Early Years William Blake was born in London in 1757. He came from a middle-class family of London shopkeepers: his father and one brother were hosiers; another brother was apprenticed to a gingerbread baker but ran away to become a soldier. When Blake was ten years old, he went to d.. 2005. 2. 26. ODE: Intimations of Immortality... - William Wordswort ODE: INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY FROM RECOLLECTIONS OF EARLY CHILDHOOD William Wordsworth I THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore;-- Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. II.. 2005. 2. 19. Emily Dickinson Part Four: Time and Eternity XXXI DEATH is a dialogue between The spirit and the dust. “Dissolve,” says Death. The Spirit, “Sir,I have another trust.” Death doubts it, argues from the ground The Spirit turns away, Just laying off, for evidence. An overcoat of clay Emily Dickinson 427 (1129) Tell all the Truth but tell is slant - Success in Circuit Lies Too Bright for our infirm Delight .. 2005. 2. 19. Hymn to Intellectual Beauty - Percy Bysshe Shelley Hymn to Intellectual Beauty Percy Bysshe Shelley I The awful shadow of some unseen Power Floats though unseen among us; visiting This various world with as inconstant wing As summer winds that creep from flower to flower; Like moonbeams that behind some piny mountain shower, It visits with inconstant glance Each human heart and countenance; Like hues and harmonies of evening, Like clouds in sta.. 2005. 2. 7. To Lou Andreas-Salome - Rainer Maria Rilke To Lou Andreas-Salome I held myself too open, I forgot that outside not just things exist and animals fully at ease in themselves, whose eyes reach from their lives' roundedness no differently than portraits do from frames; forgot that I with all I did incessantly crammed looks into myself; looks, opinion, curiosity. Who knows: perhaps eyes form in space and look on everywhere. Ah, only plunged.. 2004. 2. 12. My best friend My best friend Thanks for being a friend I could always count on. Thanks for leaning your shoulder out for me to cry on. Thanks for making me laugh when I am wearing a frown. Thanks for always being there when I am down. I have never had a friend that I love as much as you. Don’t look at me crazy, I am telling the truth. At times that I thought my world was coming to an end, You were there fo.. 2004. 2. 10. Love Song / The Gift of Understanding Love SongHow can I keep my soul in me, so that it doesn't touch your soul? How can I raiseit high enough, past you, to other things?I would like to shelter it, among remotelost objects, in some dark and silent placethat doesn't resonate when your depths resound.Yet everything that touches us, me and you,takes us together like a violin's bow,which draws one voice out of two seperate strings.Upon.. 2004. 2. 4. Love - Rainer Maria Rilke love "Love is at first not anything that means merging, giving over, and uniting with another (for what would a union be of something unclarified and unfinished, still subordinate-?); it is a high inducement to the individual to ripen, to become something in himself, to become world, to become world for himself in another's sake." -Letters to a Young Poet "Look, we don't love like flowers with .. 2004. 1. 6. 石丁 南宮勳 美術館 石丁 南宮勳 안개 안개는 거대한 矛盾의 못물 속에서 피여 난다 젖 및 안개는 하늘을 받드는, 기둥 옆으로는 무지개 같은 구름다리로 핀다 안개 속에는 아무도 없다 다만 두꺼비 한 마리가 뱃대기로 宇宙의 中心에서 끓어오르는 맑은 대기를 숨쉬고있을 따름이다 아침에는 안개 속에서 사람들이 쏟아.. 2002. 10. 22. 이전 1 2 3 4 다음
