Here lieth AS
Whom God and man left in the lurch
And nature mocked with pain an woe
He believed not in state or church
Nor in God, woman, man or love
Not earth below, nor heav'n above.
His knowledge did to this abut:
(...) and love is rut
Nothing is anywere sincere
Save sorrow, hatred, lust and fear

Alexander Search

2 comentários:

  1. Beautiful, isn't it?!
    This one is for you:

    Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part,
    Nay, I have done, you get no more of me,
    And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart,
    That thus so cleanly I myself can free.

    Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows,
    And when we meet at any time again
    Be it not seen in either of our brows
    That we one jot of former love retain.

    Now at the last gasp of Love's latest breath,
    When, his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies,
    When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death,
    And Innocence is closing up his eyes,

    Now, if thou wouldst, when all have giv'n him over,
    From death to life thou might'st him yet recover.

    Michael Drayton

  2. What a contrast in the way to handle near "death" situations...
    Thank you so much...