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Les crucifiés de l'histoire... That thou hast her it is not all my grief, And yet it may be said I loved her dearly; That she hath thee is of my wailing chief, A loss in love that touches me more nearly. Loving offenders thus I will excuse ye: Thou dost...
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Beaucoup ont été oubliées, mais où est le dixième muse? How can my muse want subject to invent, While thou dost breathe, that pour'st into my verse Thine own sweet argument, too excellent For every vulgar paper to rehearse? O! Give thy self the thanks,...
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D'autres inséparables. Let me confess that we two must be twain, although our undivided loves are one: So shall those blots that do with me remain, without thy help, by me be borne alone. In our two loves there is but one respect, though in our lives...
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Bernardo Strozzi dit Il Cappucino la vieille dame au miroir.(Vers 1615) My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as youth and thou are of one date; But when in thee time's furrows I behold, Then look I death my days should expiate. For all that...
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Sonnet 17
Masque d'Agamemnon Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were filled with your most high deserts? Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And...
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Dogberry
Dogberry, par Henry Stacy Marks Après l’enthousiasmante interprétation de Will Kemp au Globe une après midi de Février 1599. Le chemin bordé de cornouillers mène au Square de la maldisance, là où nous pouvons nous défaire de toute biendisance, nous qui...
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Sonnet 21
Les Muses Inquiétantes Giorgio de Chirico (1918) So is it not with me as with that Muse, Stirr'd by a painted beauty to his verse, Who heaven itself for ornament doth use And every fair with his fair doth rehearse, Making a couplement of proud compare'...
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Don Quichotte Picasso Let those who are in favour with their stars of public honour and proud titles boast, whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars Unlook'd for joy in that I honour most. Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread but as...
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Cupidon, l'amour, toujours... Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts, Which I by lacking have supposed dead; And there reigns Love, and all Love's loving parts, And all those friends which I thought buried. How many a holy and obsequious tear Hath dear...
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Sonnet 19
'Ni le temps passé, ni les amours reviennent...' Guilaume Appolinaire (Sous le Pont Mirabeau) Devouring Time blunt thou the lion's paws, And make the earth devour her own sweet brood, Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws, And burn the...
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I feel lost in translations
Caspar David Friedrich, Le voyageur contemplant une mer de nuages (1818). Un personnage aussi perdu que le traducteur devant le flot des mots. Frôlements, attouchements*, petites morts et fiascos… Quant à l’horloge je fais le compte des heures du...
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Dies Irae, Julian Beever Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken;...
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Portrait du peintre Hans Burgkmair avec son épouse Anna (1527) Lucas Furtenagel O! for my sake do you with* Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds Thence...
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Théâtre le Globe, tel qu'il était. Alas! 'tis true, I have gone here and there, And made my self a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new; Most true it is, that I have looked on truth...
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Jamais, Will n'aima les maquillages, excepté ceux des mots... O truant Muse what shall be thy amends For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed? Both truth and beauty on my love depends; So dost thou too, and therein dignified. Make answer Muse: wilt thou...
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quelle autre fleur, ici? The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells In my love's veins thou hast too grossly...
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Philomèle changée en rossignol, sa soeur changée en hirondelle. My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming; I love not less, though less the show appear; That love is merchandized, whose rich esteeming, The owner's tongue doth publish every...
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Des adventices... They that have power to hurt, and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow; They rightly do inherit heaven's graces, And husband nature's...
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Une vie de héros, poème symphonique, Richard Strauss (1897-1898) I grant thou wert not married to my Muse, And therefore mayst without attaint o'erlook The dedicated words which writers use Of their fair subject, blessing every book. Thou art as fair...
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La pythie de Delphes...? When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights, Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of...
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Lemek et ses 2 femmes Ada et Tsilla, ils sont dans le chapitre 4 de la Genèse; puis il y a un second Lemek qui est le père de Noé. Against my love shall be as I am now, With time’s injurious hand crushed and o'erworn; When hours have drained his blood...
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Wisława Szymborska, 2 juillet 1923 - 1er février 2012.. Let not my love be called idolatry, Nor my beloved as an idol show, Since all alike my songs and praises be To one, of one, still such, and ever so. Kind is my love to-day, to-morrow kind, Still...
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N'est-ce pas une image ridicule, si peu adaptée à Willie...,? So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse, And found such fair assistance in my verse As every alien pen hath got my use And under thee their poesy disperse. Thine eyes, that taught the dumb on...
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L'amour, sentiment précaire... Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate, The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting?...
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Vénus au miroir Titien (1555 environ) lack! what poverty my Muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show her pride, The argument all bare is of more worth Than when it hath my added praise beside! O! blame me not, if I no more can write! Look in...
