orchestral favorites

Francis Beaumontです。
Bill の友人の Frankie の詩です。
Don Marquis で気分を直すか、Anne Sexton から女流詩人の泥沼へ突っ込むか。

逃げました。

    On The Tombs In Westminster Abbey

Mortality, behold and fear!
What a change of flesh is here!
Think how many royal bones
Sleep within this heap of stones:
Here they lie had realms and lands,
Who now want strength to stir their hands:
Where from their pulpits seal’d with dust
They preach, ‘In greatness is no trust.’
Here ’s an acre sown indeed
With the richest, royall’st seed
That the earth did e’er suck in
Since the first man died for sin:
Here the bones of birth have cried—
‘Though gods they were, as men they died.’
Here are sands, ignoble things,
Dropt from the ruin’d sides of kings;
Here ’s a world of pomp and state,
Buried in dust, once dead by fate.


Ben Johnson の詩もいずれ紹介しておかないといけないのでしょうか。

英詩へいくのなら、John Barleycorn といった Ballad 方面へ突進しそうです。
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by nk24mdwst | 2008-03-01 10:49 | Poetry


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