melancholy

Emily Bronte – I’ll come when thou art saddest

Oda Krohg, Japanese Lantern, 1886 I’ll come when thou art saddest, Laid alone in the darkened room; When the mad day’s mirth has vanished, And the smile of joy is banished From evening’s chilly gloom. I’ll come when the heart’s real feeling Has entire unbiased sway, And my influence o’er thee stealing, Grief deepening joy …

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John Keats- Ode on Melancholy/Ode alla Malinconia

Edward Burne-Jones, Love among the ruins, 1894 No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist        wolf’s-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine; nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kiss’d   by nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine;    make not your rosary of yew-berries, nor let the beetle, nor the death-moth be  your mournful Psyche, nor the downy owl a …

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Charles Bukowski – Buona notte, dolce principe / Good night, sweet prince

Gustav Klimt, Freya’s Tears – Golden tears, c.1900 Music of the wormshandles me like a hot flyas escalators turn into spoonsgrandma moses would have wanted itthus –early to rise with tear – stained eyeslet me take you away from all of this:  there is a place behind the hills,  where trees are shaped likeguillotines,and mandolins …

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