eros, logos: Interview

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Interview

By our first strange and fatal interview,
By all desires which thereof did ensue,
By our long starving hopes, by that remorse
Which my words masculine persuasive force
Begot in thee, and by the memory
Of hurts, which spies and rivals threaten'd me,
I calmly beg. But by thy father's wrath,
By all pains, which want and divorcement hath,
I conjure thee, and all the oaths which I
And thou have sworn to seal joint constancy,
Here I unswear, and overswear them thus ;
Thou shalt not love by ways so dangerous.

When I am gone, dream me some happiness;
Nor let thy looks our long-hid love confess ;
Nor praise, nor dispraise me, nor bless nor curse
Openly love's force, nor in bed fright thy nurse
With midnight's startings, crying out, O ! O !
Nurse, O ! my love is slain ; I saw her go
O'er the white Alps alone ; I saw her, I,
Assail'd, fight, taken, stabb'd, bleed, fall, and die.
Augur me better chance, except dread Jove
Think it enough for me to have had thy love.

Elegy XVII

posted by O @ 00:05


3 Comments:
At 30 August, 2006, Aragorn said… Words to beautiful to touch with comments, thoughts tender and saddening ... Every departure is a little dying, how true that is. Words to beautiful to touch ... Kisses At 31 August, 2006, Anonymous said… Her-o: not a blessing nor a curse, but truth is what love is. Whatever the truth may be. I share my blood with you and squeeze my heart to get more, if there is need. Ite misse est. But it never really is. -p At 11 September, 2006, anna said… Beautiful and so moving.
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