mardi 27 septembre 2011

Le souvenir raffiné - histoire des fées. Et le silence.

The fairy queen (la reine des fées)* - "Hush, no more, be silent all"

"Hush, no more, be silent all, 
Sweet Repose has clos'd her Eyes. 
Soft as feather'd Snow does fall! 
Softly, softly, steal from hence. 
No noise disturb her sleeping sence."

"If Love's a Sweet Passion, why does it torment?
If a Bitter, oh tell me whence comes my content?
Since I suffer with pleasure, why should I complain,
Or grieve at my Fate, when I know 'tis in vain?
Yet so pleasing the Pain, so soft is the Dart,
That at once it both wounds me, and tickles my Heart. "

"O solitude"

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