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STO LEGGENDO
L'arbre des possibles.



E il Libro di tutta la mia vita...L'ULTIMO capitolo della saga più importante:
"La Torre Nera"


HO VISTO
Padova...dopo un po'


STO ASCOLTANDO





ABBIGLIAMENTO
del GIORNO


ORA VORREI TANTO...
...smetterla con la falsità e i teatrini....MA VA A VURIA SOEO MAGNARME UN SAEADO COL ROSSO!!!!


IN QS PERIODO STO STUDIANDO...


OGGI IL MIO UMORE E'...


ORA VORREI TANTO...


ORA VORREI TANTO...


ORA VORREI TANTO...




PARANOIE
Nessuna scelta effettuata

 


MERAVIGLIE

1)


Messaggio di barotropico da commentare:
I
My first thought was, he lied in every word,
That hoary cripple, with malicious eye
Askance to watch the workings of his lie
On mine, and mouth scarce able to afford
Suppression of the glee, that pursed and scored
Its edge, at one more victim gained thereby.

II
What else should he be set for, with his staff?
What, save to waylay with his lies, ensnare
All travellers who might find him posted there,
And ask the road? I guessed what skull-like laugh
Would break, what crutch 'gin write my epitaph
For pastime in the dusty thoroughfare.

III
If at his counsel I should turn aside
Into that ominous tract which, all agree,
Hides the Dark Tower. Yet acquiescingly
I did turn as he pointed, neither pride
Now hope rekindling at the end descried,
So much as gladness that some end might be.

IV
For, what with my whole world-wide wandering,
What with my search drawn out through years, my hope
Dwindled into a ghost not fit to cope
With that obstreperous joy success would bring,
I hardly tried now to rebuke the spring
My heart made, finding failure in its scope.

V
As when a sick man very near to death
Seems dead indeed, and feels begin and end
The tears and takes the farewell of each friend,
And hears one bit the other go, draw breath
Freelier outside, ('since all is o'er,' he saith
And the blow fallen no grieving can amend;')

VI
When some discuss if near the other graves
be room enough for this, and when a day
Suits best for carrying the corpse away,
With care about the banners, scarves and staves
And still the man hears all, and only craves
He may not shame such tender love and stay.

.......

Grazie al poeta, Robert Browning che è riuscito ad ispirare così efficacemente Stephen King da fargli scrivere la Saga della Torre Nera.

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Autore: sabry8
( mercoledì 30 luglio 2003, ore 21:55
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caro il mio baro....ma a parte la poesia...buon natale?nn ti sembra strano dirlo ora?




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