J'ai écrit et j'écris les textes de ce blog; beaucoup sont régulièrement publiés en revues; j'essaie de citer mes sources, quand je le peux; ce sont des poèmes ou des textes autour des gens que j'aime, la Bible, Shakespeare, le rugby, les single malts, Eschyle ou Sophocle, la peinture, Charlie Parker ou Sibelius, la définition de l'infini de David Hilbert, les marches ici et ailleurs...Et toujours cette phrase de Halldor Laxness: 'leur injustice est terrible, leur justice, pire encore.' oliphernes@gmail.com
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Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds,...
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Those lines that I before have writ do lie,Even those that said I could not love you dearer:Yet then my judgment...
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Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you, Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery? Or whether shall...
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Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind;And that which governs me to go aboutDoth part his function and is partly...
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To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still....
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Vénus au miroir Titien (1555 environ) lack! what poverty my Muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show...
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Philomèle changée en rossignol, sa sœur changée en hirondelle. My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming;...
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Jamais, Will n'aima les maquillages, excepté ceux des mots.. O truant Muse what shall be thy amendsFor thy neglect...
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Le temps faucheur Where art thou Muse that thou forget'st so long,To speak of that which gives thee all thy might?Spend'st...
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From you have I been absent in the spring,When proud pied April, dressed in all his trim,Hath put a spirit of youth...
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