Frank Harris 9 ава

[crivelli]

Впервые открываю "Мою жизнь и приключения" ("My life and adventures").
Подслеповато утыкаюсь в следующие строчки:
"Only a sleep eternal
In an eternal night"

It was my dear Amy Levy whom I got to know about this time who gave perfect expression to my thought, though she herself was as hopeless as Marston:

"The secret of our being, who can tell?
To praise the gods and Fate is not my part;
Evil I see and pain; within my heart
There is no voice that whispers: 'All is well'.
Yet fair are days in summer and more fair
The growths of human goodness here and there."

Заглядываю в именной указатель - это единственное упоминание Эми во всей книге.

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[sherlock7-r.livejournal.com]

"The secret of our being, who can tell?
To praise the gods and Fate is not my part;
Evil I see and pain; within my heart
There is no voice that whispers: 'All is well'.
Yet fair are days in summer and more fair
The growths of human goodness here and there."

S- It sounds like one of Shakespeare's sonnets, exactly the same beat.

Что ж удивительного, это и есть шекспировский сонет:

[crivelli.livejournal.com]

Amy Levy

To Clementina Black.

More blest than was of old Diogenes,
I have not held my lantern up in vain.
Not mine, at least, this evil--to complain :
"There is none honest among all of these."

Our hopes go down that sailed before the breeze ;
Our creeds upon the rock are rent in twain ;
Something it is, if at the last remain
One floating spar cast up by hungry seas.

The secret of our being, who can tell ?
To praise the gods and Fate is not my part ;
Evil I see, and pain ; within my heart
There is no voice that whispers : "All is well."

Yet fair are days in summer ; and more fair
The growths of human goodness here and there.

Re: Что ж удивительного, это и есть шекспировский сонет:

[sherlock7-r.livejournal.com]

I was actually referring to Shakespearian by authotship rather than just style. Besides, I thought it was Marston you quoted...