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网络日志列表 【Europe(欧洲掠影'2015-18)】 |
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2018-07-22
【I shall not return】 Juan Ramón Jiménez (1881—1958) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1956〗 I shall not return. And night, mildly warm, serene, and silent, will lull the world, under beams of its solitary moon. My body will not be there, and through the wide-open window, a refreshing breeze will come inquiring for my soul. I don't know if a |
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2018-07-22
【Who Knows What Is Going On】 Juan Ramón Jiménez (1881—1958) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1956〗 Who knows what is going on on the other side of each hour?
How many times the sunrise was there, behind a mountain!
How many times the brilliant cloud piling up far off was already a golden body full of thunder!
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2018-07-22
【From Dreaming】 Juan Ramón Jiménez (1881—1958) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1956〗 ——No, no! and the dirty neck boy starts crying and running without getting away, in a moment, on the streets. His hands, he's got something in his hands! he doesn't know what it is, but he ru |
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2018-07-22
【The Poet To His Soul】 Juan Ramón Jiménez (1881—1958) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1956〗 Day after day you keep the branch protected in case the rose may come; you go alert day after day, your ear warm at the gate of your body, for the arrow unexpected.
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2018-07-22
【On the City Ramparts of Cadiz】 Juan Ramón Jiménez (1881—1958) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1956〗 The sea is enormous, just as everything is, yet it seems to me I am still with you... soon only water will separate us, water, restlessly shif |
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2018-07-22
【Aiden in English】 Well, I suppose all good things come to an end. While I do miss my cozy bed... delicious Chinese food... and favorite television, there are some experiences I don't want to ever end. But first, Barcelona awaits. Oddly enough, Barcelona, normally the highlight of most trips, is the shortest stop we're having, and not because of the time in port, but the time w |
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2018-07-21
【Bestiary: the Parade of Orpheus • Orpheus】 Guillaume Apollinaire (1880—1918) Look at this pestilential tribe Its thousand feet, its hundred eyes: Beetles, insects, lice And microbes more amazing Than th |
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2018-07-21
【Bestiary: the Parade of Orpheus • Orpheus】 Guillaume Apollinaire (1880—1918) His heart was the bait: the heavens were the pond! For, fisherman, what fresh or seawater catch equals him, either in form or savour, that lovely divine fish, Jesus, My Saviour? —— • —— • —— • —— • —— • —— • |
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2018-07-21
【Bestiary: the Parade of Orpheus • Orpheus】 Guillaume Apollinaire (1880—1918) Admire the vital power And the nobility of line: It’s the voice that the light made us understand here That Hermes Trismegistus writes of in Pimander. —— • —— • —— • —— • —— • —— • —— • —— 【《动物寓言:诗神的游行&n |
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2018-07-21
【Bestiary: the Parade of Orpheus • The Horse】 Guillaume Apollinaire (1880—1918) My harsh dreams knew the riding of you My gold-charioted fate will be your lovely car That for reins will hold tight to frenzy, My verses, the patterns of all poetry. —— • —— • —— • —— • —— • |
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2018-07-21
【Bestiary: the Parade of Orpheus • The Hare】 Guillaume Apollinaire (1880—1918) Don’t be fearful and lascivious Like the hare and the amorous. But always let your brain weave The full form that conceives. —— • —— • |
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2018-07-21
【Bestiary: the Parade of Orpheus • The Rabbit】 Guillaume Apollinaire (1880—1918) There’s another cony I remember That I’d so like to take alive. Its haunt is there among the thyme In the valleys of the Land of Tender. —— • |
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2018-07-21
【Aiden in English】 Wow, the Mediterranean Romance is actually almost over. I haven't really been counting the days, but sometimes time flies faster than even you can expect. There's something psychological about the perception of time after crossing over the halfway point, and now I'm racing toward the finish line. My flight home is in sixty-eight hours.
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2018-07-20
【Bestiary: the Parade of Orpheus • The Fly】 Guillaume Apollinaire (1880—1918) The songs that our flies know Were taught to them in Norway By flies who are they say Divinities of snow. —— • —— • —— • —— |
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2018-07-20
【Bestiary: the Parade of Orpheus • The Lion】 Guillaume Apollinaire (1880—1918) O lion, miserable image Of kings lamentably chosen, Now you’re only born in a cage In Hamburg, among the Germans. —— • —— • —— • |
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2018-07-20
【Farewell】 Guillaume Apollinaire (1880—1918) I’ve gathered this sprig of heather Autumn is dead you will remember On earth, we’ll see no more of each other The fragrance of time sprig of heather   |
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2018-07-20
【Aiden in English】 I've never been to Las Vegas. In total honesty, I don't feel like going with my family either. Sin City is better experienced with a bunch of dumb friends. While some of my friends have already touched the Las Vegas culture, I've yet to venture out into the gambling world. For starters, let's begin with the Principality of Monaco, a country made for gambling. &nb |
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2018-07-19
【Life of my life, you seem to me】 Torquato Tasso (1544—1595) Life of my life, you seem to me Like some pallid olive tree Or the faded rose I see: Nor do you lack beauty, But please in |
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2018-07-19
【Snowfall】 Giosuè Carducci (1835—1907) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1906〗 Light snowfalls through an ashy sky. From the city, no sounds rise up, no human cries,
not the grocer’s call or the ruckus of his cart, no light-hearted song of being young and in love.
From the tower in the piazza, the quinsied hours &nbs |
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2018-07-19
【Per una ghirlandetta】 Dante Alighieri (1265—1321) Per una ghirlandetta ch’io vidi, mi farà sospirare ogni fiore. & |
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2018-07-19
【Dante】 Michelangelo Buonarroti (1475—1564) WHAT should be said of him cannot be said; By too great splendor is his name attended; To blame is easier than those who him offended, Than reach the faintest glory round him shed. This man descended to the doomed and dead |
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2018-07-19
【Celestial Love】 Michelangelo Buonarroti (1475—1564) NO mortal thing enthralled these longing eyes When perfect peace in thy fair face I found; But far within, where all is holy ground, My soul felt Love, her comrade of the skies: For she was born with God in Paradise; Nor all the shows of |
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2018-07-19
【Poem】 Michelangelo Buonarroti (1475—1564) Ravished by all that to the eyes is fair, Yet hungry for the joys that truly bless, My soul can find no stair To mount to heaven, save earth's loveliness. For from the stars above Descends a glorious light &nb |
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2018-07-19
【The Doom of Beauty】 Michelangelo Buonarroti (1475—1564) Choice soul, in whom, as in a glass, we see, Mirrored in thy pure form and delicate, What beauties heaven and nature can create, The paragon of all their works to be! Fair soul, in whom love, pity, piety,   |
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2018-07-19
【Autumn Song】 Dante Alighieri (1265—1321) Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf How the heart feels a languid grief Laid on it for a covering, And how sleep seems a goodly thing In Autumn |
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2018-07-19
【Aiden in English】 The highlight of the trip, the pinnacle of the summer, is the only reason I wanted to come on this surprising cruise...The leaning tower of Pizza. Or Pisa, whatever. I call it Pizza because it's in Italy and looks cool. Simple thinking for the simple-minded. What's not simple-minded is the geometry of the tower. It is now a whopping four degrees off its center. Tha |
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2018-07-18
【voi che per la via d’Amor passate】 Dante Alighieri (1265—1321) O voi che per la via d’Amor passate, Attendete e guardate S’elli è dolore alcun, quanto ‘l mio, grave; E prego sol ch’audir mi sofferiate, & |
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2018-07-18
【La Vita Nuova】 Dante Alighieri (1265—1321) In that book which is My memory . . . On the first page That is t |
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2018-07-18
【Love and the Gentle Heart】 Dante Alighieri (1265—1321) Love and the gentle heart are one thing, just as the poet says in his verse, each from the other one as well divorced as reason from the mind’s reasoning.
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2018-07-18
【Of Beauty and Duty】 Dante Alighieri (1265—1321) TWO ladies to the summit of my mind Have clomb, to hold an argument of love. The one has wisdom with her from above, For every noblest virtue well designed: The other, beauty's tempting to power refined And the high charm of perfect grace |
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2018-07-18
【That nightingale who weeps so sweetly】 Francesco Petrarca (1304—1374) That nightingale who weeps so sweetly, perhaps for his brood, or his dear companion, fills the sky and country round with sweetness with so many piteous, bright notes, and it seems all night he stays beside me, and remin |
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2018-07-18
【Now that the sky and the earth and the wind are silent】 Francesco Petrarca (1304—1374) Now that the sky and the earth and the wind are silent and the wild creatures and the birds are reined in sleep, Night leads its starry chariot in its round, and the sea without a wave lies in its bed, I look, think, burn, weep: and she who destroys me |
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2018-07-18
【The Flower from the Edge fo the Creavasse】 Eugenio Montale (1896—1981) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1975〗 The flower which keeps repeating from the edge of the crevasse never forgets me has tints no lighter nor more clear than the space flung out between you and me. &nb |
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2018-07-18
【Aiden in English】 Day two of the repeated sites. This stop was mainly to send tourists to Rome, a highlight of the cruise. However, after spending three extra days in Rome three years ago, I think it would be better to move on. While it is possibly my favorite city to revisit, there is still much to explore in Italy, such as the Etruscan Necropolises in Tarquinia and the medieval treasures of Tuscania.   |
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2018-07-17
【Full of a wandering thought that separates me】 Francesco Petrarca (1304—1374) Full of a wandering thought that separates me from all other men, and makes me go lonely through the world, hour after hour I am tempted by myself searching for her, whom I should fly from: and I see her go by so sweet and deadly that my soul trembles to rise in flight, sh |
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2018-07-17
【The Broken Pane】 Umberto Saba (1883—1957) It all conspires against you. Nasty weather, lights that keep going out, and the old house jolted by every gust. It’s dear to you for what you suffered in it, for the hopes dashed there, and for a few good times as well.   |
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2018-07-17
【Winter】 Umberto Saba (1883—1957) It’s night, a bitter winter. You raise the drapes a little and peer out. Your hair blows wildly; joy suddenly opens wide your black eyes, &nbs |
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2018-07-17
【To the Reader】 Umberto Saba (1883—1957) This book, Good Reader, though a balm to you, shames its creator and should go unread. Although he spoke as a living man, he was (or should have been, for decency’ |
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2018-07-17
【Insomnia on a Summer Night】 Umberto Saba (1883—1957) I've positioned myself to relax under the stars, one of those nights sick with insomnia, a religious pleasure. &n |
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2018-07-17
【Epitaph】 Umberto Saba (1883—1957) When I am alive I speak to the dead majority. After death, I refused to be courteous and asked to forget. —— • —— • —— • —— • —— • —— • —— • —— 【《墓志铭》】 阳光斗士•萨巴(1883生—1957卒) 活着时我向死亡的多数说话。 &nbs |
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2018-07-17
【One Night】 Umberto Saba (1883—1957) If only sleep would come, as it has come on other nights: already slipping through my thoughts.
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2018-07-17
【Happiness】 Umberto Saba (1883—1957) The youth, eager to obligations spontaneously offered their shoulders the burden. Not resistant. Cries of melancholy.
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2018-07-17
【Once we were happy】 Torquato Tasso (1544—1595) Once we were happy, I Loving and beloved, You loved and loving, sweetly moved. Then you became the enemy Of love, and I to disdain Found youthful passion change. Disdai |
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2018-07-17
【Rivers】 Giuseppe Ungaretti (1912—1970) This mutilated tree gives me support, left in this pot-hole It has the bitterness of a circus Before or after the show. I watch The |
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2018-07-17
【Wanderer】 Giuseppe Ungaretti (1912—1970) Nowhere On earth Can I make Myself &nb |
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2018-07-17
【Aiden in English】 Welcome to the first of two stops I've already been to. Today's hot spot was Naples, a beautiful city with a lot of history, but one I happened to be too. So, we decided to go to Sorrento... another place we've also stopped by. That's alright since the main attraction would be the Amalfi coastal drive in the afternoon. Sorrento and Naples, are two ico |
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2018-07-16
【San Martino del Carso】 Giuseppe Ungaretti (1912—1970) Of these houses there remain only a few pieces of wall |
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2018-07-16
【Aiden in English】 Water further than the eyes can see, Traveling out in an endless direction. A flicker, some movement, perhaps it’s land. &nbs |
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2018-07-15
【You may forget but】 Sappho (c. 630 — c. 570 BCE) You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some fu |
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2018-07-15
【Ode on a Grecian Urn】 〖UK〗John Keats (1795—1821) Thou still unravish’d bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express   |
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2018-07-15
【Aiden in English】
Olympia, Greece. A grand, majestic name as a center for the worship of Zeus in the 10th century B.C. Right next to Athens and Pompeii, its appearance only grants half the fame. It's the legends, the history, and the stuff hiding behind the name that gives substance. It's also why everyone on board seems to be taking a tour of Ancient Olympia along River Kladeos in the Peloponnesus.
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2018-07-14
【History of Scanderbeg】 Naim Frashëri (1846-1900) Krujë oh blessed citadel await, await for Scanderbeg! Returning as a hued dove to liberate our motherland.
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2018-07-14
【Hope】 Naim Frashëri (1846-1900) I have great hope In God That he will not abandon Albania thus, But that she will shine forth &n |
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2018-07-14
【Aiden in English】
Gjirokastër, Albania. Wow. What a name! The city is just as obscure as its title. It's easy to assume none of you have heard about it, as it went the same for me. But because the cruise ship made a stop at Sarandë in the Balkan region, Giro-Gyro-Gjro... Gjirokastër, of all places, would have to do.
Gjirokastër, the town of a thousand steps, perhaps isn't as off the |
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2018-07-13
【Game of Thrones】 Power resides where men believe it resides. It's a trick, a shadow on the wall. And a very small man can cast a very large shadow. The snail back home in the body, people put in their hearts Le bien n'est bien qu'en tant que l'on s'en peut défaire ; Sans cela, c'est un mal.
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2018-07-13
【Game of Thrones】 When you play Game of Thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground. Chaos isn't a pit. Chaos is a ladder. We, mothers, do what we can to keep our sons from the grave. But they do seem to yearn for it. Prodigies appear in the oddest of places.
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2018-07-13
【Aiden in English】
It really does feel as if we are on a Hollywood tour. Look at the stops so far, Venice and Verona. We've had the blockbuster magnet and lovers-galore in Venice. We’ve experienced a truly magnificent trip through a literary classic in Verona. Today, we add the "Pearl of the Adriatic" to that list.
This is the first stop on the Oosterdam of Holland America Line and it's a |
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2018-07-12
【Aiden in English】 Splash! Not water, Bottom of the net. Whoosh! Not wind, Ball through the air.
Time and time again, the court calls, I can't resist. &nbs |
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2018-07-11
【Aiden in English】
On the last day in Venice, I'm ready to set sail. Drunk on pizza, tired of pasta, sick of gelato, I think I've experienced the Italian lifestyle a little too much. I've had, for every lunch and dinner the past three days, pizza or pasta. That's incredibly unhealthy. I thoroughly enjoyed breakfast though. It is the only time I had any sort of vegetable.
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2018-07-10
【English Horn】 Eugenio Montale (1896—1981) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1975〗 The wind this evening attentively plays bringing to mind the ringing metallic slip of a blade- the instrument of thick trees and open copper horizon where the lath of light ya |
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2018-07-10
【Again and Again, I Have Seen Life's Evil】 Eugenio Montale (1896—1981) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1975〗 Again and again, I have seen life's evil: it was the strangled brook, still gurgling, it was the curling of the shriveled leaf, it was the fallen horse.
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2018-07-10
【Happiness】 Eugenio Montale (1896—1981) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1975〗 Happiness is achieved, walking for you on a blade’s hedge. To our eyes, you are a glimmer that flickers, afoot, stretched ice that cracks; and therefore shall not touch you who loves you most.
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2018-07-10
【Aiden in English】 “In fair Verona, where we lay our scene." That's one of the few lines I remember from Romeo and Juliet. And so, in honor of the “greatest literary playwright” in history, today's adventure brought us to Verona. To be completely honest, I don't think Verona would receive nearly as many tourists without Shakespeare& |
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2018-07-09
【I Recall Your Smile】 Eugenio Montale (1896—1981) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1975〗 I recall your smile, and for me, it is limpid water witnessed by chance among the stones of a riverbed. slight mirror in which you see an ivy and its inflorescence, and overall the embrace of a serene white sky.
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2018-07-09
【Any Hope of Ever Seeing You Again】 Eugenio Montale (1896—1981) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1975〗 Any hope of ever seeing you again was slipping away;
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2018-07-09
【In the Smoke】 Eugenio Montale (1896—1981) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1975〗 How many times have I waited for you at the station in the cold, in the fog. I walked gnawing, buying unmentionable newspapers, smoking Juba then suppressed by the Minister of |
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2018-07-09
【Don’t, Scissors, Cut That Face】 Eugenio Montale (1896—1981) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1975〗 Don't, scissors, cut that face, alone as memory disperses, don’t make of that clear, listening glance miasmas of forever.
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2018-07-09
【The hope of even seeing you again abandons me】 Eugenio Montale (1896—1981) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1975〗 The hope of even seeing you again abandons me: and I ask myself if that which closes off
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2018-07-09
【Aiden in English】 After one harsh day of running on fumes, we rested up and didn't fall asleep instantly when hopping on the water bus. It took me two minutes. Today's adventure would take us to a basilica, then a basilica. The difference being one was a courthouse, or what a basilica meant in ancient Roman architecture hundred years ago. So a courthouse came first. To be honest, it |
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2018-07-08
【The Lemon Trees】 Eugenio Montale (1896—1981) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1975〗 Hear me a moment. Laureate poets seem to wander among plants no one knows: boxwood, acanthus, where nothing is alive to touch. I prefer small |
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2018-07-08
【Aiden in English】 And we're off. Off for the glorious land of Europe, where dreams of castles and kings, myth and legend, culture, and overpriced water come true. It's ironic that the first city of interest was Venice, a place where water is an abundant resource. I've seen movies, shows, and books that so much more focus on the unique aspects of Venice and its crazy waterways, the rising water, and the boats. Especially boat |
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2017-08-24
【Theme】 Carl Spitteler (1845—1924) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1919〗 Bell with the tongue of silver-tone, I would make thy secret known - Cooped with screech-owl, flittermouse, In the crumbling belfry-h |
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2017-08-24
【Another Waking】 Carl Spitteler (1845—1924) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1919〗 From the nightmare world of dream I awakened with a scream. Chime of bells and song of a bird Deep in budding woods I heard; |
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2017-08-24
【Aiden in English】 The final day of the vacation is always a sad one. But a well-said phrase from our program director of the Viking Kvasir states otherwise. "Don't feel so sad that the journey is over, be happy it happened." I'm certainly happy this Rhine Getaway took place, and although I missed out on many opportunities to drink alcohol, I have no regrets. However, the f |
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2017-08-24
【Morning Bell】 Carl Spitteler (1845—1924) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1919〗 It seemed as though the dawn would never come To save me from the night's delirium, Those hells of thought I wandered in - who schooled My brain at other times, and strictly ruled It's every motion. Fever now was king; My spirit groped, a shudder |
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2017-08-24
【A Shout of Joy】 Carl Spitteler (1845—1924) 〖Nobel Prize in Literature in 1919〗 Oh what has changed my thought's defiant tread To winged ride on drifting clouds o'erhead?
Is it my view, unfettered and wide, O'er countryside? Is it the torrent's ring |
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2017-08-23
【The Modest Little Wish】 Philippe Jaccottet (1925—2021) In the days when I was little had they asked me what I wanted, What I'd wish for first if wishes ever could be really g |
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2017-08-23
【Distances】 Philippe Jaccottet (1925—2021) Swifts turn in the heights of the air; higher still turn the invisible stars. When day withdraws to the ends of the earth their fires shine on a dark expanse of sand.
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2017-08-23
【It’s easy to talk, and writing words on the page】 Philippe Jaccottet (1925—2021) It’s easy to talk, and writing words on the page doesn’t involve much risk as a general rule: you might as well be knitting late at night in a warm room, in soft, treacherous light. The words are all written in the same ink, ‘flower’ and ‘fear’ |
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2017-08-23
【Winter's Close • I】 Philippe Jaccottet (1925—2021) So little is left to the errant soul, almost nothing to expel the fear of losing space
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2017-08-23
【Aiden in English】 Finally, off the ship in Basel of Switzerland, I forgot the feeling of the smooth glide of the boat. Replaced by a bumpy, unpleasant bus ride to our next destination of Lucerne, I immediately missed the blissful form of travel provided on the Viking Kvasir. However, the transfer off the boat was slightly buffered through a long bus ride in which I took a good nap. I didn't miss the important section on the trip though. A trip to where |
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2017-08-23
【Winter's Close•II】 Philippe Jaccottet (1925—2021)
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2017-08-23
【Winter's Close•III】 Philippe Jaccottet (1925—2021) Gossamer shadows in the strands of winter’s surviving grass, hidden patient flutes convey the faithful and discreet
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2017-08-22
【Where?】 Heinrich Heine (1797—1856) Where shall I, of wandering weary,
Find my resting-place at last? Under drooping southern palm-trees? Under limes the Rhine sweeps past? &nb |
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2017-08-22
【Bestiary: the Parade of Orpheus • The Peacock】 Guillaume Apollinaire (1880—1918) In spreading out his fan, this bird, Whose plumage drags on earth, I fear, Appears more lovely than before, But makes his derrière appear. —— • —— • —— • |
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2017-08-22
【I wept in my dreams】 Heinrich Heine (1797—1856) I wept in my dreams. I dreamed you lay in the grave; I awoke, and the tears still poured down my cheeks.
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2017-08-22
【Bestiary: the Parade of Orpheus • The Carp】 Guillaume Apollinaire (1880—1918) In your pools, and in your ponds, Carp, you indeed live long! Is it that death forgets to free You fishes of melancholy? —— • —— • —— |
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2017-08-22
【Aiden in English】 Another perplexing Alsatian town. Difficult to pinpoint what culture it belongs to. By now, I've accepted that these places, switching between the German and French lands in history, have created a new culture altogether. Today's shore excursion was based in Colmar, one of the hottest spots in France. Being the capital of Alsatian wine, it has a strong sense |
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2017-08-21
【Bestiary: the Parade of Orpheus • The Flea】 Guillaume Apollinaire (1880—1918) Fleas, friends, lovers too, How cruel are those who love us! All our blood pours out for them. The well-beloved is wretched then. —— • —— |
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