Fire and Ice by Robert Frost
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
What is your english language preferred poem ?
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Chuck E. Jesus Chuck E. Jesus https://www.kvraudio.com/forum/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&u=108246
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- 7301 posts since 23 May, 2006 from in between a cornfield and a river
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Daniel Pompougnac Daniel Pompougnac https://www.kvraudio.com/forum/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&u=51754 - KVRian
- Topic Starter
- 1432 posts since 15 Dec, 2004 from In a forest , France
I'm trying to translate all your poems to understand.
Nice work.
I didn't like poetry (school
)
Now, I love it.
Daniel
Nice work.
I didn't like poetry (school
)Now, I love it.
Daniel
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- KVRAF
- 3496 posts since 9 Oct, 2004 from Poland
Il était reveneure; les slictueux tovesdaniel- wrote:I'm trying to translate all your poems to understand.
Sur l'allouinde gyraient et vriblaient;
Tout flivoreux vaguaient les borogoves;
Les verchons fourgus bourniflaient.
«Au Jabberwoc prends bien garde, mon fils!
A sa griffe qui mord, à sa gueule qui happe!
Gare l'oiseau JeubJeub, et laisse
En paix le frumieux, le fatal Bandersnatch!»
Le jeune homme, ayant ceint sa vorpaline épée,
Longtemps cherchait le monstre manxiquais,
Puis, arrivé près de l'arbre Tépé,
Pour réfléchir un instant s'arrêtait.
Or, tandis qu'il lourmait de suffèches pensées,
Le Jabberwoc, l'oeil flamboyant,
Ruginiflant par le bois touffeté,
Arrivait en barigoulant!
Une, deux! une, deux! Fulgurant, d'outre en outre,
Le glaive vorpalin perce et tranche : flac-vlan!
Il terrasse la bête et, brandissant sa tête,
Il s'en retourne, galomphant.
«Tu as tué le Jabberwoc!
Dans mes bras, mon fils rayonnois!
O jour frableux! callouh! calloc!»
Le vieux glouffait de joie.
Il était reveneure; les slictueux toves
Sur l'allouinde gyraient et vriblaient;
Tout flivoreux vaguaient les borogoves;
Les verchons fourgus bourniflaient.
or
Il brilgue: les tôves lubricilleux
Se gyrent en vrillant dans le guave.
Enmîmés sont les gougebosqueux
Et le mômerade horsgrave.
«Garde-toi du Jaseroque, mon fils!
La gueule qui mord; la griffe qui prend!
Garde-toi de l'oiseau Jube, évite
Le frumieux Band-à-prend!»
Son glaive vorpal en main il va-
T-à la recherche du fauve manscant;
Puis arrivé à l'arbre Té-Té,
Il y reste, réfléchissant.
Pendant qu'il pense, tout uffusé,
Le Jaseroque, à l'oeil flambant,
Vient siblant par le bois tullegeais,
Et burbule en venant.
Un deux, un deux, par le milieu,
Le glaive vorpal fait pat-à-pan!
La bête défaite, avec sa tête,
Il rentre gallomphant.
«As-tu tué le Jaseroque?
Viens à mon coeur, fils rayonnais!
Ô Jour frabbejeais! Calleau! Callai!»
Il cortule dans sa joie.
Il brilgue: les tôves lubricilleux
Se gyrent en vrillant dans le guave.
Enmîmés sont les gougebosqueux
Et le mômerade horsgrave.
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Ay caramba !
Ay caramba !
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- Banned
- 2631 posts since 12 Oct, 2005 from the garden state
Sound out the galleon to travel to cross
close the space between pastures
as rightly attained.
As old stands to plunder
expectant as one dear companion can utter
the right we achieve.
Climb summer mornings and tell me of days past
did we all to sing of the praises of love
And is one hand raised high in the dark.
Total relating appointed close factors
of what we regard as the answer lies there,
and is one hand raised high in the dark.
There stands Olias to outward to build a ship
Holding within all we hope to retain.
The frame will be so built to challenge the universe
clasped with the skins of the fish of the plain.
Mastered volcano erupt with the pleasure
and sing to the power, we will sail to the East,
and all hands shall rise to the call
DO GA RIYTAN SHA TOO RAYTAN
GAN MATTA SHA PA
MUTTO MATTO MUTTO
RADAN ATTO RADDAN ATTO
STOU TO MUTTO SHA GO TEKA
SHA GO TEKA
D E I
Sighting our vision Ranyart will precision us
from all our points to our destined recall
and shall all but rejoice to it all.
There stands Qoquaq and shall point to the four corners,
reaching out faster shall overtake you.
To bring you to safety to travel away
from this moment that's rightly attained as your view.
So sound out the galleon to travel to cross
close the space between pastures
as rightly attained.
As old stands to plunder
expectant as one dear companion can offer
the right we achieve.
close the space between pastures
as rightly attained.
As old stands to plunder
expectant as one dear companion can utter
the right we achieve.
Climb summer mornings and tell me of days past
did we all to sing of the praises of love
And is one hand raised high in the dark.
Total relating appointed close factors
of what we regard as the answer lies there,
and is one hand raised high in the dark.
There stands Olias to outward to build a ship
Holding within all we hope to retain.
The frame will be so built to challenge the universe
clasped with the skins of the fish of the plain.
Mastered volcano erupt with the pleasure
and sing to the power, we will sail to the East,
and all hands shall rise to the call
DO GA RIYTAN SHA TOO RAYTAN
GAN MATTA SHA PA
MUTTO MATTO MUTTO
RADAN ATTO RADDAN ATTO
STOU TO MUTTO SHA GO TEKA
SHA GO TEKA
D E I
Sighting our vision Ranyart will precision us
from all our points to our destined recall
and shall all but rejoice to it all.
There stands Qoquaq and shall point to the four corners,
reaching out faster shall overtake you.
To bring you to safety to travel away
from this moment that's rightly attained as your view.
So sound out the galleon to travel to cross
close the space between pastures
as rightly attained.
As old stands to plunder
expectant as one dear companion can offer
the right we achieve.
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- KVRAF
- 4907 posts since 10 Aug, 2004 from Colorado Springs
Daniel,
There are too many favorites to mention just one.
Both W.B. Yeats and Keats are near the top as poets.
I will also say that I enjoy the poems constructed by J.R.R. Tolkien in the Lord of the Rings trilogy. There are many more that he composed which are contained in the Silmarillion (sp?) What is particularly fascinating to me about these poems were the manner in which he wrote them - as part of a parallel fantasy universe to ours, with a complete artificial history, culture, language, mythology, etc.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Silmarillion
David ranks right up there, as in the author of the Psalms from the Bible.
-Scott
There are too many favorites to mention just one.
Both W.B. Yeats and Keats are near the top as poets.
I will also say that I enjoy the poems constructed by J.R.R. Tolkien in the Lord of the Rings trilogy. There are many more that he composed which are contained in the Silmarillion (sp?) What is particularly fascinating to me about these poems were the manner in which he wrote them - as part of a parallel fantasy universe to ours, with a complete artificial history, culture, language, mythology, etc.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Silmarillion
David ranks right up there, as in the author of the Psalms from the Bible.
-Scott
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- KVRian
- 622 posts since 12 Mar, 2005
Ozymandias by Shelley and The Second Coming by Yeats are two of my faves. opias' mention of Olias of Sunhillow is also a nice touch. I never quite knew what Jon Anderson was talking about, but the meaning was always absolutely clear to me, if that makes any sense.
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