Infant sorrow testo e traduzione
Infant Sorrow. By William Blake. My mother groand! my father wept. Into the dangerous world I leapt: Helpless, naked, piping loud;. Like a fiend hid in a cloud.film sex and the city prequel
Falling lovely and amazing". With a crooked smile and a heart-shaped face Comes from the West Country where the birds sing bass She's got a house-big heart where we all live And plead and counsel and forgive Her widow's peak, her lips I've kissed Her gloves of bone at her wrist That I have held in my hand Her Spanish fly and her monkey gland Her godly body and its fourteen stations That I have embraced, her palpitations Her unborn baby crying, Mummy Amongst the rubble of her body Her lovely lidded eyes I've sipped Her fingernails, all pink and chipped Her accent which I'm told is 'broad' That I have heard and has been poured Into my human heart and filled me With love, up to the brim, and killed me And rebuilt me back anew With something to look forward to Well, who could ask much more than that? A West Country Girl with a big fat cat That looks into her eyes of green And meaows, 'He loves you', then meaows again. That was a song called West Country Girl. It is a love song.
William Blake, born in London the , was an engraver. This poem focuses on the gift of life in a newborn, and celebrates happiness. The mother asks the baby how he wants to be called, and he names himself Joy because joy is the only emotion he has experienced so far. The mother blesses the baby with the name Joy, and hopes that joy will always be his lot in life. The poet suggests that child birth is not always joyful and happy, but can bring sorrow and pain. Blake describes the sights he sees as he walks through the streets of London. In fact, in that period free speech was forbidden, to avoid Londoners following the example of the French revolutionaries.
This poem belongs to the Songs of Experience by William Blake. It is the counter poem of " Infant Joy ". The poem suggests that childbirth is not always joyful and happy but can bring sorrow and pain. The response of the child itself may be different from that of the child in "Infant Joy" because of the behavior of the parents. In this poem the parents seem depressed by this unwanted birth, and this may be reflecting on the child itself.
It was first published as part of his collection Songs of Innocence in and is the counterpart to Infant Sorrow , which was published at a later date in Songs of Experience in Pretty joy! Sweet joy, but two days old. Sweet joy I call thee: Thou dost smile, I sing the while, Sweet joy befall thee! The two stanzas and their contrasting speakers, use repetition with variation link many of the other 'Songs of Innocence' poems, demonstrating what critic Heather Glen called the "difference yet harmony between the two speakers. Critic Jennifer Waller describes the accompanying illustration adding meaning to the poem, saying "a twining vine bearing flamboyant flowers, suggesting passion and sexuality[;] the lower leaves of the plant are angular and strained and suggest a hint of impending experience.
William Blake: "Infant Sorrow"
And, when it changed that pause of deep silence mock'ed his skill, Then, sometimes, in that silence, while he hung Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprize Has carried far into his heart the voice Of mountain torrents; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven receiv'd Into the bosom of the steady lake. Fair are the woods, and beauteous is the spot, The vale where he was born: the Church-yard hangs Upon a slope above the village school, And there along that bank when i have pass'd At evening, I believe, that near his grave A full half-hour together I have stood, Mute — for he died when he was ten years old. Ecco la traduzione. Ragazzo indimenticabile, che solitario si immerge nel silenzio dei boschi per lanciare richiami ai gufi. Capitava che pause di profondo silenzio irridevano alla sua destrezza, e, allora, in quel silenzio, mentre tendeva l'orecchio all'ascolto, con un lieve fremito di mite stupore irrompeva, a volte, nel suo cuore la voce dei torrenti montani, e lo scenario che gli occhi percepivano si insinuava inaspettatamente nella sua mente con tutte le solenni immagini, le rupi, i boschi, e quel cielo incerto che si adagia nel seno dell'immobile lago. Wordsworth e Colerigde scrissero assieme le Lyrical Ballads, entrambi romantici, ma emotivo il primo e portato al sovrannaturale il secondo. Nell' importante prefazione ,alla seconda edizione delle "Lyrical Ballads" , Wordsworth chiarisce la sua poetica che descrivendo la vita ordinaria delle persone, utilizza la lingua del vivere quotidiano.
Going Up. Like water through a drain, I'm spinning down, down, down Like the needle in my vein, You're bringing me down, down, down Like a dog who's gone insane, You're putting me down, down, down And those of you who doubted me, Are going down, down, down And the record man who never called, Can you hear what's going on? I'm coming up I'm coming up I'm coming up I'm coming up And this world ain't gonna catch me going down Like the food deep in my belly, I'm going down, down, down And for twenty bucks in the alley, I'm going down, down, down Like the trail that leads to your valley I'm going down, down, down For my ma, who always honored me, I'm going down, down, down For my pa, who never wanted me, Can you feel what's going on? I'm coming up I'm coming up I'm coming up I'm coming up And this world ain't gonna catch me going down Oh, won't you please beleive me, Oh baby don't you leave me Why wont you say you need me Please use them breasts to feed me, I ain't going down Instrumental For my ma, who always honored me, I'm going down, down, down For my pa, who never wanted me, Can you feel what's going on? I'm coming up I'm coming up I'm coming up I'm coming up And the world ain't gonna catch me going down.
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