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As night hath stars, more rare than ships
In ocean, faint from pole to pole,
So all the wonder of her lips
Hints her innavigable soul.
Such lights she gives as guide my barque;
But I am swallowed in the swell
Of her heart's ocean, sagely dark,
That holds my heaven and holds my hell.
In her I live, a mote minute
Dancing a moment in the sun:
In her I die, a sterile shoot
Of nightshade in oblivion.
In her my elf dissolves, a grain
Of salt cast careless in the sea;
My passion purifies my pain
To peace past personality.
Love of my life, God grant the years
Confirm the chrism - rose to rood!
Anointing loves, asperging tears
In sanctifying solitude!
Man is so infinitely small
In all these stars, determinate.
Maker and moulder of them all,
Man is so infinitely great!
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HER VOICE (Oscar Wilde)
04:09
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The wild bee reels from bough to bough
With his furry coat and his gauzy wing.
Now in a lily-cup, and now
Setting a jacinth bell a-swing,
In his wandering;
Sit closer love: it was here I trow
I made that vow,
Swore that two lives should be like one
As long as the sea-gull loved the sea,
As long as the sunflower sought the sun,--
It shall be, I said, for eternity
'Twixt you and me!
Dear friend, those times are over and done,
Love's web is spun.
Look upward where the poplar trees
Sway and sway in the summer air,
Here in the valley never a breeze
Scatters the thistledown, but there
Great winds blow fair
From the mighty murmuring mystical seas,
And the wave-lashed leas.
Look upward where the white gull screams,
What does it see that we do not see?
Is that a star? or the lamp that gleams
On some outward voyaging argosy,--
Ah! can it be
We have lived our lives in a land of dreams!
How sad it seems.
Sweet, there is nothing left to say
But this, that love is never lost,
Keen winter stabs the breasts of May
Whose crimson roses burst his frost,
Ships tempest-tossed
Will find a harbour in some bay,
And so we may.
And there is nothing left to do
But to kiss once again, and part,
Nay, there is nothing we should rue,
I have my beauty,--you your Art,
Nay, do not start,
One world was not enough for two
Like me and you.
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El verso es una paloma
que busca donde anidar,
estalla y abre sus alas
para volar y volar.
Mi canto es un canto libre
que se quiere regalar
a quien estreche su mano,
a quien quiera disparar.
Mi canto es una cadena
sin comienzo ni final,
y en cada eslabón se encuentra
el canto de los demás.
Sigamos cantando juntos
a toda la humanidad,
que el canto es una paloma
que vuela para alcanzar,
estalla y abre sus alas
para volar y volar.
Mi canto es un canto libre.
Mi canto es un canto libre.
Mi canto es un canto libre.
Mi canto es un canto libre.
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Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.
There is none to count thy minutes.
Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers.
Thou knowest how to wait.
Thy centuries follow each other perfecting a small wild flower.
We have no time to lose,
and having no time we must scramble for a chance.
We are too poor to be late.
And thus it is that time goes by
while I give it to every querulous man who claims it,
and thine altar is empty of all offerings to the last.
At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate be shut;
but I find that yet there is time.
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Noche de cuatro lunas
y un solo árbol,
con una sola sombra
y un solo pájaro.
Busco en mi carne las
huellas de tus labios.
El manantial besa al viento
sin tocarlo.
Llevo el No que me diste,
en la palma de la mano,
como un limón de cera
casi blanco.
Noche de cuatro lunas
y un solo árbol,
En la punta de una aguja,
está mi amor ¡girando!
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prof. Neutrino Czech Republic
Sampledelic music and audio-visual project of Petr Mareš aka Prof.Neutrino from Czech Republic.
Since 1997 Neutrino has made music on the ege of genres as experimental electronic and sound-art...
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