tirsdag 9. mars 2010

Love through the ages - literally speaking?

"A Red, Red Rose"

by Robert Burns

My love is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June :
My love is like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I :
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun :
And I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only love,
And fare thee weel a while !
And I will come again, my love,
Thou’ it were ten thousand mile.

William Shakespeare: Sonnet 131

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

"Men" by Dorothy Parker

They hail you as their morning star
Because you are the way you are.
If you return the sentiment,
They'll try to make you different;
And once they have you, safe and sound,
They want to change you all around.
Your moods and ways they put a curse on;
They'd make of you another person.
They cannot let you go your gait;
They influence and educate.
They'd alter all that they admired.
They make me sick, they make me tired.

3 kommentarer:

  1. Glitrande samansetjing. Eit par Petrarca-sonetter om "ne Laura" også hadde gjort seg her ;0) (Javisst har vi verdas kjekkaste jobb!)


  2. Eg gler meg til du kjem med dikt frå vår tid.Eller blir det songtekstar?

  3. Eg tenkte å la elevane presentere kvar sin songtekst, kanskje. Og vi har verdas kjekkaste og mest varierte jobb - i dag hadde eg "berre" engelsk, men i den andre klassen såg vi film om korrupte farmasøytiske firma som dreiv med ulovleg ut-testing av medisin i Afrika.