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De Deense dichter Emil Aarestrup werd geboren op 4 december 1800 in Kopenhagen. Zie ook mijn blog van 4 december 2008.xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
A sonnet with a twist (1826)
What do they mean, these soft-pressed hands, these glances?
Whats really said by kisses, fond embraces?
Only the heart for such, sweet girl, has phrases:
My foolish one, what head can grasp such fancies?
But when I find my kisses shunned, forbidden,
My eyes, my arms by you so oft eluded,
Mine is the tiresome task, all else excluded,
Of letting wisdom flow from lips unbidden.
Know then: in part a voice may be disarming
And by poetic heart-felt force win over.
Yet that which is most sweet it neer advances.
Therefore let lips and arms, with bosom, glances,
- How shall I say it? - melt into each other
To form a single tongue, as mute as charming.
Vertaald door John Irons
Emil Aarestrup (4 december 1800 21 juli 1856)
De Russische dichter Nikolay Nekrasov werd geboren op 4 december 1821 in Nemirovo. Zie ook mijn blog van 4 december 2008.
On The Day Of Gogol's Death
How blessed's the good-natured poet,
With little bile and much emotion:
All lovers of the gentle arts
Send him sincerest greetings;
The admiration of the crowd
Sounds in his ear like rippling waves;
He is a stranger to self-doubt-
That torture of creative souls;
Lover of comfort and tranquility,
Shunning audacious satire,
He firmly dominates the crowd
With his peace-loving lyre.
He is not cursed nor driven out
But worshipped for his splendid mind,
While all his countrymen prepare
A monument to him in life.
But fate will show no mercy
To one whose noble genius
Has led him to unmask the crowd,
Expose its passions and mistakes.
His heart abrim with hate
His lips all clad in satire,
He wanders down a thorny path
His wrathful lyre in hand.
He is reviled at every step:
He catches sounds of admiration
Not in sweet murmurings of praise
But in wild cries of enmity.
With disbelief and new belief
In his high calling's dream,
He preaches love to all
Through venomous denial.
His speech's every syllable
Engenders for him cruel foes,
And all men, whether smart or dull,
Are quick to vilify him.
They curse at him from every side,
And only when they see his corpse
They'll understand how much he did,
And that in hate, he was yet full of love!
Nikolay Nekrasov (4 december 1821 8 januari 1878)
Geschilderd door Ivan Nikolaevich Kramskoy
Zie voor onderstaande schrijvers ook mijn blog van 4 december 2008.
De Surinaamse dichteres en cultureel antropologe Gertrude (Trudi) Marie Guda werd geboren in Paramaribo op 4 december 1940.
De Franse schrijver René Fallet werd geboren op 4 december 1927 in Villeneuve-Saint-Georges.
De Engelse schrijver, componist, filoloog en schilder Samuel Butler werd geboren op 4 december 1835 in Langar, Nottinghamshire.
De Schotse schrijver Thomas Carlyle werd geboren in Ecclefechan, gelegen in de regio Dumfries and Galloway in Schotland op 4 december 1795.
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