From: Alexander A. <sp...@al...> - 2006-06-16 23:19:18
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And now larger than ever lies the curse On this our time; and all that went before Keeps altering its face from bad to worse; And each of us has felt the touch of war -- War after war, and exile, dangers, fear -- And each of us is weary to the core Of seeing his own blood along a spear And being alive because it missed its aim. Some folks have lost their goods and all their gear, And everything is gone, even the name Of house and home and wife and memory. And what's the use of it? A little fame? The nation's thanks? A place in history? One day they'll write a book, and then we'll see. Garcilaso de la Vega, 1503-1535 translated by JB Trend (The Civilization of Spain, Oxford, 1952) -- Alexander Anderson mailto : speeski at alma-services dot abel dot co dot uk bud-nav : http://www.explosive-alma-services-bolts.abel.co.uk/ Where there is no vision, the people perish. |