The Angel

Septiembre 2, 2008 at 6:33 pm (Escritos, Poesía) (, , )

I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
Guarded by an Angel mild:
Witless woe was ne’er beguiled!

And I wept both night and day,
And he wiped my tears away;
And I wept both day and night,
And hid from him my heart’s delight.

So he took his wings, and fled;
Then the morn blushed rosy red.
I dried my tears, and armed my fears
With ten-thousand shields and spears.

Soon my Angel came again;
I was armed, he came in vain;
For the time of youth was fled,
And grey hairs were on my head.

William Blake

4 comentarios

  1. aleasis dijo:

    precioso el poema, no lo conocía, suena además de todo genial.
    Apuntado william blake.

    saludos!

  2. aleasis dijo:

    ya sabía yo que me sonaba muchísmo de algo william blake….de los altar boys…. gran peli

    besotes!

  3. dreidel dijo:

    Sí, buenísima peli. William Blake, las bodas del cielo y del infierno…

  4. aleasis dijo:

    “Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
    In the forests of the night,
    What immortal hand or eye
    Could frame thy fearful symmetry? ”

    “Has found out thy bed
    Of crimsom joy,
    And his dark secret love
    Does thy life destroy. ”

    el otro dia volvi a ver la pelicula, justo despues de ver tu post ( aun no habia caido de que me sonaba el autor)
    que desgarradora escena la del perro… ¿”tienen”?… quienes? …….a mi no me digas que sea realista..se lo que es la jodida realidad

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