tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804253427091885548.post3311277071043016513..comments2023-12-06T00:14:42.061+01:00Comments on EL ESPÍRITU INQUEBRANTABLE: Vuelta de Paseo. Federico García LorcaEl espíritu inquebrantablehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17137179139838676930noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804253427091885548.post-74100783833084343872010-10-26T14:10:48.790+02:002010-10-26T14:10:48.790+02:00Es una idea estupenda, Julia.
Hija, te pasas la vi...Es una idea estupenda, Julia.<br />Hija, te pasas la vida inventado. Menos mal que nos haces partícipes de tus estupendísimos inventos.<br />Colgar poemas es una iniciativa preciosa.<br /><br /><br />BesitosNieveshttp://nieveshidalgo.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804253427091885548.post-20799271038455429542010-10-25T18:35:09.621+02:002010-10-25T18:35:09.621+02:00Una obra maestra de mi venerado Poe (es un crimen ...Una obra maestra de mi venerado Poe (es un crimen traducir este poema, se pierde la sonoridad).<br /><br /><br />The bells<br /><br />I <br /><br />Hear the sledges with the bells - <br />Silver bells! <br />What a world of merriment their melody foretells! <br />How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, <br />In the icy air of night! <br />While the stars that oversprinkle <br />All the heavens, seem to twinkle <br />With a crystalline delight; <br />Keeping time, time, time, <br />In a sort of Runic rhyme, <br />To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells <br />From the bells, bells, bells, bells, <br />Bells, bells, bells - <br />From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. <br /><br /><br />II <br /><br />Hear the mellow wedding bells - <br />Golden bells! <br />What a world of happiness their harmony foretells! <br />Through the balmy air of night <br />How they ring out their delight! - <br />From the molten - golden notes, <br />And all in tune, <br />What a liquid ditty floats <br />To the turtle - dove that listens, while she gloats <br />On the moon! <br />Oh, from out the sounding cells, <br />What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! <br />How it swells! <br />How it dwells <br />On the Future! - how it tells <br />Of the rapture that impels <br />To the swinging and the ringing <br />Of the bells, bells, bells - <br />Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, <br />Bells, bells, bells - <br />To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells! <br /><br /><br />III <br /><br />Hear the loud alarum bells - <br />Brazen bells! <br />What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells! <br />In the startled ear of night <br />How they scream out their affright! <br />Too much horrified to speak, <br />They can only shriek, shriek, <br />Out of tune, <br />In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, <br />In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, <br />Leaping higher, higher, higher, <br />With a desperate desire, <br />And a resolute endeavor <br />Now - now to sit, or never, <br />By the side of the pale - faced moon. <br />Oh, the bells, bells, bells! <br />What a tale their terror tells <br />Of Despair! <br />How they clang, and clash and roar! <br />What a horror they outpour <br />On the bosom of the palpitating air! <br />Yet the ear, it fully knows, <br />By the twanging, <br />And the clanging, <br />How the danger ebbs and flows; <br />Yet the ear distinctly tells, <br />In the jangling, <br />And the wrangling, <br />How the danger sinks and swells, <br />By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells - <br />Of the bells - <br />Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, <br />Bells, bells, bells - <br />In the clamor and the clanging of the bells! <br /><br /><br />IV <br /><br />Hear the tolling of the bells - <br />Iron bells! <br />What a world of solemn thought their monody compels! <br />In the silence of the night, <br />How we shiver with affright <br />At the melancholy menace of their tone! <br />For every sound that floats <br />From the rust within their throats <br />Is a groan. <br />And the people - ah, the people - <br />They that dwell up in the steeple, <br />All alone, <br />And who, tolling, tolling, tolling, <br />In that muffled monotone, <br />Feel a glory in so rolling <br />On the human heart a stone - <br />They are neither man nor woman - <br />They are neither brute nor human - <br />They are Ghouls: - <br />And their king it is who tolls: - <br />And he rolls, rolls, rolls, <br />Rolls <br />A paean from the bells! <br />And his merry bosom swells <br />With the paean of the bells! <br />And he dances, and he yells; <br />Keeping time, time, time, <br />In a sort of Runic rhyme, <br />To the paean of the bells: - <br />Of the bells: <br />Keeping time, time, time <br />In a sort of Runic rhyme, <br />To the throbbing of the bells - <br />Of the bells, bells, bells: - <br />To the sobbing of the bells: - <br />Keeping time, time, time, <br />As he knells, knells, knells, <br />In a happy Runic rhyme, <br />To the rolling of the bells - <br />Of the bells, bells, bells - <br />To the tolling of the bells - <br />Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, <br />Bells, bells, bells, - <br />To the moaning and the groaning of the bells.NeverMorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16540272267818664901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804253427091885548.post-21697068174373522592010-10-24T22:19:58.160+02:002010-10-24T22:19:58.160+02:00ESTAS CONVOCADA AL...
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