… In the Acrocerauagaran mountains (Shelley, Arethusa)
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Des Monts Akraceroniens…
Tag: Literature
Arethusa arose From her couch of snows… (Shelley, Arethusa)
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De Shelley ! — Keats !
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Elle chemine, belle de nuit
I cannot hide what I am. I must be sad when I have cause and smile at no man’s jests, eat when I have stomach and wait for no man’s leisure, sleep when I am drowsy and tend on no man’s business, laugh when I am merry and claw no man in his humor. (Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing, Act I, Scene 3)
“Awake thee my lady love, awake thee and rise… the sun through the bower beats into thy eyes”, or something like that. (Jean Simmons quotes George Darley, Morning Song, 1827)
“And when she smiled, it was as if the moon came out”, a remark by T. S. Eliot
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Remarque de T.S. Eliot
(attribution fantaisiste et ironique de “And when she smiled…”)
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J’ai eu une petite amie qui lisait
Smart from books ain’t so smart
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Jean-Jacques Rousseau
Sigmund Freud, Zur Psychopathologie des Alltagslebens, 1901
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Les Liaisons dangereuses
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Avez-vous lu Dostoïevski ?
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate…
(Shakespeare, Sonnet 18)
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death…
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Éteins-toi, court flambeau
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
(Shakespeare, Macbeth, V, 5)
Lord Tennyyson will have to look for his laurels
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Quel poème ?
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower…
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind.
(Wordsworth)
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Et si rien ne peut ramener la splendeur
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass…
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Ni la gloire des fleurs
… of glory in the flower,
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind.
(Wordsworth)
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A horse! A horse!
“A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!” (Shakespeare, Richard III, act V)
[Drink] provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance (Macbeth, II, 3)
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Tu voulais être écrivain
I’m not interested in your literary recommendation
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La poésie, pour moi, c’est…
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Alexandre Dumas !
