Monday, November 29, 2010

the black moon




Ay, it is sweet! Half hidden,--half revealed--
You see the dark folds of my shrouding cloak,
And I, the glimmering whiteness of your dress: I but a shadow--
you a radiance fair!
Know you what such a moment holds for me?
...If ever I were eloquent. . .
---Rostand
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Roxana said...

ah, but if you were even more eloquent than that, we would all be lost here! :-)



(no joke, though)

it's too late for the music now, but tomorrow morning i will listen to it, still half asleep...

4:04 PM
Celia said...

Rostand's O.K. But his wife, Rosemande Gerard, has the best lines:
Car, vois-tu, chaque jour je t’aime davantage,
Aujourd’hui plus qu’hier et bien moins que demain.
(For, you see, each day I love you more,
Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.)

How's that for 'eloquence'?

6:03 AM

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