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Jun 20, 2004 21:41

For Stephen in love

I've Dreamed of You So MuchI've dreamed of you so much that you're losing your reality ( Read more... )

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darketherdream June 21 2004, 01:52:14 UTC

That is so...perfect, and beautiful and true.

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ghazalah June 21 2004, 01:59:06 UTC
Glad you like it! :-)

When Stephen loses his heart, he really does it up big. This poem seemed like those long silences of The Mauritius Command, where he's trying to convince himself that he doesn't care.

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darketherdream June 21 2004, 08:53:42 UTC

oh! curses, I haven't read Mauritius Command...(as I have been utterly poor and consumed by essays these past few months. A tragic combination, that is...)

When Stephen loses his heart, he really does it up big

It is true, it seems. He is wonderful at hiding it, but he's utterly led by his wounded little heart.

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ghazalah June 21 2004, 03:00:45 UTC
:-) Isn't it? I've never heard of this guy Desnos.

I got this one at The Wondering Minstrels; others from plagiarist.com; and the bulk of them from my own books.

Happy browsing!

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bronzelionel June 21 2004, 03:31:23 UTC
HAVE you seen the movie Quills?

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ghazalah June 21 2004, 03:39:22 UTC
A long time ago: why?

*clearly doesn't get it*

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bronzelionel June 21 2004, 03:43:47 UTC
Poem is very much Phoenix's character/Winslet's character. Buggered if I can remember their names, 'though. :D

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esteven June 21 2004, 05:05:00 UTC
I've dreamed of you so much that you're losing your reality.
already the first line seems written for Stephen.Lovely.You always find such beautiful poems.Please continue to do so.You give me so much pleasure with the poems you chose.
I am now taking the liberty of clogging your lj now with part of Carlos' monologue(Told you about the play a while ago)This is Carlos to his father,the king of Spain accusing him of his friend's death:
Sire, we were brothers!
Tied together by a far nobler bond than Nature forges!
The whole course of his life was love - and love
for me the whole cause of his noble death.
He was mine,while you were bragging of ( ... )

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ghazalah June 21 2004, 13:36:32 UTC
Wow. The rage... Who was the friend?

"He was mine."

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esteven June 21 2004, 14:34:59 UTC
The friend was Rodrigue de Posa.And all this is part of Schiller's drama "Don Carlos".I have two translations into English,one from Oberon Books, London,ISBN 1 870259 51 3,the other from Oxford University Press(World Clasics),ISBN 0-19-282373-6.I adore Posa's one endearment to Carlos: "Liebling meiner Seele",(one translation:My soul's first love; in French:Favorit de mon âme).In the 18th century it has been known as THE friendship drama ( and later by Verdi, as THE friendship opera)

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ghazalah June 21 2004, 14:40:34 UTC
My soul's first love. *sigh*

I'm putting that on my summer reading list. Thank you for reminding me of it. *smooch*

You should post that to morethanlovers.

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sparowe June 21 2004, 10:09:59 UTC
It's a testimony of strength, as well as depth of passion, that Stephem can still give/lose himself so completely, after all he's been through.

Diana, ironically, makes me grateful for Jack & Sophie. So at his worst, there are still people who do see him, appreciate him, and care about him.

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ghazalah June 21 2004, 13:40:49 UTC
She really snuck in under his armor. She had the element of surprise on her side, since he was expecting no one.

I wonder how his story would have been different if had been prepared to meet her. Would he have double-bolted his heart?

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