Heti tuli mieleen yksi runo, laitan tähän osan. Calderon de la Barca on runoilijan nimi.
Dreams the rich man of riches and fears, The fears that his riches breed; The poor man dreams of his need, And all his sorrows and tears; Dreams he that prospers with years, Dreams he that feigns and foregoes, Dreams he that rails on his foes; And in all the world, I see, Man dreams whatever he be, And his own dream no man knows.
And I too dream and behold, I dream I am bound with chains, And I dreamed that these present pains Were fortunate ways of old.
What is life? a tale that is told; What is life? a frenzy extreme, A shadow of things that seem; And the greatest good is but small, That all life is a dream to all, And that dreams themselves are a dream.
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Heti tuli mieleen yksi runo, laitan tähän osan. Calderon de la Barca on runoilijan nimi.
Dreams the rich man of riches and fears,
The fears that his riches breed;
The poor man dreams of his need,
And all his sorrows and tears;
Dreams he that prospers with years,
Dreams he that feigns and foregoes,
Dreams he that rails on his foes;
And in all the world, I see,
Man dreams whatever he be,
And his own dream no man knows.
And I too dream and behold,
I dream I am bound with chains,
And I dreamed that these present pains
Were fortunate ways of old.
What is life? a tale that is told;
What is life? a frenzy extreme,
A shadow of things that seem;
And the greatest good is but small,
That all life is a dream to all,
And that dreams themselves are a dream.
Huomautus: siis sinähän puhut unista ja tämä on enemmänkin unelmista, mutta tuo vaan tuli heti mieleen.
Yhtä hyvin tuossa voisi puhua myös unelmista! Hienosti sanottu tuo, että elämä on varjo siitä miltä kaikki näyttää.
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