Seven Pillars - TE Lawrence

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  • Опубликовано: 16 сен 2024
  • “I loved you, so I drew these tides of
    Men into my hands
    And wrote my will across the
    Sky and stars
    To earn you freedom, the seven
    Pillared worthy house,
    That your eyes might be
    Shining for me
    When we came
    Death seemed my servant on the
    Road, 'til we were near
    And saw you waiting:
    When you smiled and in sorrowful
    Envy he outran me
    And took you apart:
    Into his quietness
    Love, the way-weary, groped to your body,
    Our brief wage
    Ours for the moment
    Before Earth's soft hand explored your shape
    And the blind
    Worms grew fat upon
    Your substance
    Men prayed me that I set our work,
    The inviolate house,
    As a memory of you
    But for fit monument I shattered it,
    Unfinished: and now
    The little things creep out to patch
    Themselves hovels
    In the marred shadow
    Of your gift.”
    ― T.E. Lawrence, The Seven Pillars of Wisdom
    "Wisdom hath builded her house, she hath hewn out her seven pillars" (King James Version). Prior to the First World War, Lawrence had begun work on a scholarly book about seven great cities of the Middle East

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