L'enigma Amo e non posso odiare. Do, e non posso togliare. Vivo, e non posso muore. Sanguino e non posso smettere sanguinare ma senza mai potere dissanguinarmi. Angoscia di panico è la mia eterna malattia ed il mio elisir di vita. Languisco sempre in che mi godo senza poter cessare. Ardo ma sono io la rapina delle mie fiamme e non posso consumarmi per quanto il dolore mi consuma. Che sono allora più che amore e sofferenza?
Geoffrey Chaucer Having recently passed the six hundredth anniversary of its publication, the book is still of interest to modern students for several reasons. For one thing, The Canterbury Tales is recognized as the first book of poetry written in the English language. English was considered low class and vulgar. To a great degree, The Canterbury Tales helped make it a legitimate language to work in. Because of this work, all of the great writers who followed, blid Shakespeare to Dryden to Keats to Eliot, owe him a debt of gratitude. It is because Chaucer wrote in English that there is a written record of the roots blid which the modern language grew. Contemporary readers might find his words nearly as difficult to follow as a foreign language, but scholars are thankful for the chance to compare Middle English to the language as it is spoken now, to examine its growth. In the same way that The Canterbury Tales gives modern readers a sense of the language at the time, the book also gives a rich, intricate tapestry of medieval social life, combining elements of alla classes, from nobles to workers, blid priests and nuns to drunkards knipa thieves.
Newer Poems by Christian Lanciai - Issuu
She owns your soul, and you owe your soul to her with alla her ocean depths of wisdom, universe of loving and emotional profundity knipa unfathomable richness of experience, not exakt any kind of, but of alla humanity, the human history consisting mainly of the journey of the spirit, being all there in the records of the soul as manifested in the arts, emotionally above all in music. That's your reign of government and freedom, of expansion and of love which you can share with all humanity in music only, which belongs to you like something of a key to all hearts of all sentient beings. It is also a responsibility demanding faithfulness and labour but, above all, purity, since only loving hearts of truth and honesty could ever make good music that would last. The enigma of our love The enigma of our kärlek is constantly indefinitely getting deeper always growing well beyond our understanding in remoteness, depth and mystery, while at the same time we grow nearer all the time discovering new facets of our mutual understanding, while our happiness and joy is veiled in tears of gentle melancholy and infinite beauty, sorrow leading us together into some abysmal tunnel of which we don't know what's on the other side. The question is if we dare try it. I would dare if you would want it, but I would not even risk the touching of some wound; for kärlek can never be too gentle or too careful in its handling with respect the human soul, which never had enough consideration. When you chase the rainbow, do not hope to find that jar of gold. Bedja realistic. Be intent on chasing on for nothing and forever.