Was hört ihr gerade?
von reana » 04.04.2006, 13:02
zum thema: was höre ich gerade?
"a parental ode to my son" thomas hood, read by ralph fiennes
ich möchte ja nicht schon wieder auf rachel anspielen, aber das gedicht könnte man als geistige einstimmung nehmen...
"a parental ode to my son" thomas hood, read by ralph fiennes
ich möchte ja nicht schon wieder auf rachel anspielen, aber das gedicht könnte man als geistige einstimmung nehmen...
The sun will always shine on me!
The only all-in-one package:
Sugar, spice and eyes!
The only all-in-one package:
Sugar, spice and eyes!
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reana
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von reana » 04.04.2006, 15:26
Hier das Gedicht:
A Parental Ode to My Son, Aged 3 Years and 5 months
Thou happy, happy elf!
(But stop--; first let me kiss away that tear);
Thou tiny image of myself!
(My love, he's poking peas into his ear!)
Thou merry, laughing sprite!
With spirits feather-light,
Untouched by sorrow, and unsoiled by sin;
(Good Heavens! the child is swallowing a pin!)
The little tricksy Puck!
With antic toys so funnily bestuck,
Light as the singing bird that wings the air;
(The door! the door! he'll tumble down the stair!)
Thou darling of thy sire!
(Why, Jane, he'll set his pinafore afire!)
Thou imp of mirth and joy!
In love's dear chain, so strong and bright a link,
Thou idol of thy parents; (Drat the boy!
There goes my ink!)
Thou cherub; but of earth;
Fit playfellow for Fays, by moonlight pale,
In harmless sport and myrth,
(That dog will bite him if he pulls its tail!)
Thou human hummingbee, extracting honey
From every blossom in the world that blows,
Singing in youth's elysium ever sunny,
(Another tumble!--; that's his precious nose!)
Thy father's pride and hope!
(He'll break the mirror with that skipping-rope!)
With pure heart newly stamped fron Nature's mint;
(Where did he learn that squint!)
Thou young domestic dove!
(He'll have that jug off with another shove!)
Dear nursling of the Hymeneal nest!
(Are those torn clothes his best?)
Little epitome of man!
(He'll climb upon the table, that's his plan!)
Touched with the beauteous tints of dawning life
(He's got a knife!)
Thou enviable being!
No storms, no clouds, in thy blue sky foreseeing,
Play on, play on,
My elfin John!
Toss the light ball; bestride the stick;
(I knew so many cakes would make him sick!)
With fancies, buoyant as the thistle-down,
Prompting the face grotesque, and antic brisk,
With many a lamb-like frisk,
(He's got the scissors, snipping at your gown!)
Thou pretty opening rose!
(Go to your mother, child, and wipe your nose!)
Balmy and breathing music like the South,
(He really brings my heart into my mouth!)
Fresh as the morn, and brilliant as its star,
(I wish that window had an iron bar!)
Bold as the hawk, yet gentle as the dove;
(I'll tell you what, my love,
I cannot write unless he's sent above!)
Cooles Gedicht und er liest es einfach SONNIG!!!!!!!!! Besonders geil ist, wenn er bei "He's got a knife" plötzlich laut wird. Die Stimme vibriert richtig.
A Parental Ode to My Son, Aged 3 Years and 5 months
Thou happy, happy elf!
(But stop--; first let me kiss away that tear);
Thou tiny image of myself!
(My love, he's poking peas into his ear!)
Thou merry, laughing sprite!
With spirits feather-light,
Untouched by sorrow, and unsoiled by sin;
(Good Heavens! the child is swallowing a pin!)
The little tricksy Puck!
With antic toys so funnily bestuck,
Light as the singing bird that wings the air;
(The door! the door! he'll tumble down the stair!)
Thou darling of thy sire!
(Why, Jane, he'll set his pinafore afire!)
Thou imp of mirth and joy!
In love's dear chain, so strong and bright a link,
Thou idol of thy parents; (Drat the boy!
There goes my ink!)
Thou cherub; but of earth;
Fit playfellow for Fays, by moonlight pale,
In harmless sport and myrth,
(That dog will bite him if he pulls its tail!)
Thou human hummingbee, extracting honey
From every blossom in the world that blows,
Singing in youth's elysium ever sunny,
(Another tumble!--; that's his precious nose!)
Thy father's pride and hope!
(He'll break the mirror with that skipping-rope!)
With pure heart newly stamped fron Nature's mint;
(Where did he learn that squint!)
Thou young domestic dove!
(He'll have that jug off with another shove!)
Dear nursling of the Hymeneal nest!
(Are those torn clothes his best?)
Little epitome of man!
(He'll climb upon the table, that's his plan!)
Touched with the beauteous tints of dawning life
(He's got a knife!)
Thou enviable being!
No storms, no clouds, in thy blue sky foreseeing,
Play on, play on,
My elfin John!
Toss the light ball; bestride the stick;
(I knew so many cakes would make him sick!)
With fancies, buoyant as the thistle-down,
Prompting the face grotesque, and antic brisk,
With many a lamb-like frisk,
(He's got the scissors, snipping at your gown!)
Thou pretty opening rose!
(Go to your mother, child, and wipe your nose!)
Balmy and breathing music like the South,
(He really brings my heart into my mouth!)
Fresh as the morn, and brilliant as its star,
(I wish that window had an iron bar!)
Bold as the hawk, yet gentle as the dove;
(I'll tell you what, my love,
I cannot write unless he's sent above!)
Cooles Gedicht und er liest es einfach SONNIG!!!!!!!!! Besonders geil ist, wenn er bei "He's got a knife" plötzlich laut wird. Die Stimme vibriert richtig.
The sun will always shine on me!
The only all-in-one package:
Sugar, spice and eyes!
The only all-in-one package:
Sugar, spice and eyes!
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reana
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von reana » 04.04.2006, 18:49
nö, leider nicht. er hat auch einfach eine klasse stimme und stimmbildung ist in england an den schauspielschulen auch ein wichtiges fach. deshalb nuscheln die briten nicht immer so ausdruckslosen scheiß daher wie die amis und reden nicht so derb monoton.
*amiläster*
*amiläster*
The sun will always shine on me!
The only all-in-one package:
Sugar, spice and eyes!
The only all-in-one package:
Sugar, spice and eyes!
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reana
- Lennys Eis-am-Stiel
- Beiträge: 877
- Registriert: 23.03.06
von Annabel » 08.04.2006, 23:31
Dolarhyde hat geschrieben:nee, wieder ein film den ich nicht kenne
Ein toller Film mit Liam ( noch unbekannt), Robert de Nero (ganz jung) und v.a. . Es geht um Missionare, die die Ureinwohner von den Amazonas vor den Spanier beschützen wollen. Trauriger Film. Tolle Musik.
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Annabel
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von Annabel » 13.04.2006, 14:02
ich kann jedem die CD von Sophie Solomon empfehlen. Sein Beitrag ist wieder zum 
. Aber am besten gefällt mir 
Burnt by the Sun.... 
. Aber am besten gefällt mir Burnt by the Sun.... ... "So, either by thy picture or my love,
Thyself away art present still with me;
For thou not farther than my thoughts canst
move, And I am still with them and they
with thee;"... Sonnet 47
Thyself away art present still with me;
For thou not farther than my thoughts canst
move, And I am still with them and they
with thee;"... Sonnet 47
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Annabel
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von Athanasia » 13.04.2006, 20:10
1st: Samsas Traum - Sterbende Liebe
2st: Samsas Traum - Für Immer
Next: MIIME - Suicide Apartment 47
@Dolarhyde: Ach ja, ich mag deinen Musikgeschmack ^^ Haste das neue Album von den Lakaien?
2st: Samsas Traum - Für Immer
Next: MIIME - Suicide Apartment 47
@Dolarhyde: Ach ja, ich mag deinen Musikgeschmack ^^ Haste das neue Album von den Lakaien?
Ein Glühwürmchen zur Sommerzeit,
das war zur Liebe einst bereit..
Doch blinde Liebe tut nicht gut,
es starb an der Zigarrenglut..
das war zur Liebe einst bereit..
Doch blinde Liebe tut nicht gut,
es starb an der Zigarrenglut..
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Athanasia
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