Lamartine Quotes: The Lac A little poetry in this world of brutes!
I was in my short years. I recited. I had 20 out of 20. And found myself on fatigue inalienable narrative of this text (and others!) For subsequent years, schools, festivals and more.
It has long remained in my memory, as others hold the multiplication tables (which I do not remember me, however! Hihihi!)
I know now why .......
Thus, again pushed to new shores,
the night away without eternal return, Do
can we ever ocean ages
anchor one day?
O lake! the year just ended his career, nearly
And she was the beloved waters again,
Look! I just sit alone on this rock where you saw
sit!
You groaned like this under these deep rocks,
So you broke on their sides torn
Thus, the wind threw the foam of your waves
On her feet worshiped. A
evening, do you remember? we sailed in silence;
could be heard far away on the wave and in the heavens,
That the sound of rowers beating rhythmically
Your harmonious waves.
Suddenly strains unknown to land
From enchanted shore struck echoes;
The flood was attentive, and the voice so dear to me
uttered these words:
"O time! Suspend your flight, and you, happy hours!
Hang your course:
Let us savor the fleeting delights
the finest of today!
"Enough unhappy here below you crave,
rush, rush to them, with their days
Take care that devour them; Forget
happy.
"But I ask in vain for a few more moments,
Time escapes and flees;
I tell this night: Be slower, and Aurora
Go dispel the night.
" Love, therefore, let us love ! Time fleeting
Let us hasten, enjoy!
Man has no harbor, time has no shore;
It flows, and we'll go! "Time
jealous, is it possible that these moments of intoxication,
Where love long streams pays us happiness,
stolen from us in the same speed
That day of doom?
What! do can we fix at least a trace?
What! gone forever! What! completely lost!
This gave them time, time that erases,
Do we make more!
Eternity, nothing, past, dark abyss,
What do you have days you swallow?
Talk: We will you make these sublime ecstasies
Whether you snatch from us?
O lake! dumb rocks! Caves! dark forest!
you, that time savings or can rejuvenate,
Keep this night, keep, beautiful nature,
At least the memory!
Whether in your rest, whether in your storms,
Beautiful lake, and the appearance of your smiling hills,
And in these dark trees, and these wild rocks
hanging over your waters.
Whether in the breeze that shivers and password,
In the sounds of your edges with your shores repeated
In the star in front of money that whitens your
surface with its soft lights.
That moaning wind, the sighing reed,
Let your light fragrance fragrant air,
That all we hear, we see or we breathe,
All say: They loved it!
