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Poems of this century;
Book by Cox, C. B
149 pages, Paperback
Published January 1, 1968
About the author
Brian Cox
54 books57 followersBrian Cox CBE is a Scottish film and stage actor.
He is known for his work with the Royal Shakespeare Company, where he gained recognition for his portrayal of King Lear. He has also appeared in many Hollywood productions playing parts such as Dr. Guggenheim in Rushmore and William Stryker in X2: X-Men United. He was the first actor to portray Hannibal Lecter on film in the 1986 production Manhunter.
He is known for his work with the Royal Shakespeare Company, where he gained recognition for his portrayal of King Lear. He has also appeared in many Hollywood productions playing parts such as Dr. Guggenheim in Rushmore and William Stryker in X2: X-Men United. He was the first actor to portray Hannibal Lecter on film in the 1986 production Manhunter.
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December 1, 2008
[mba roos, dicicil niy puisinya, bukunya taun depan..hehe]
buku kompilasi ini gw temuin dgn harga menyenangkan..hehehe
ada beberapa sastrawan dan poets bule yg poemsnya ada disini..w.h davies, thomas hardy, e.e. cummings dan beberapa yg lain...
blm selese siy bacanya (bacanya ngacak) tapi sejauh ini suka sama "strange meeting"-nya wilfred owen:
it seemed that out of battle I escaped
down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped
through granites which titanic wars had groined.
yet also there encumbered sleepers groaned,
too fast in thought or death to be bestirred.
the, as i probed them, one sprang up, and starred
with piteous recognition in fixed eyes,
lifting distressful hands as if to bless.
and by his smile, i knew we stood in hell.
with a thousand pains that vision's face was grained;
yet no blood reached there from the upper ground,
and no guns thumped, or down the flues made moan.
‘strange friend’, I said, ‘here is no cause to mourn.’
‘none’, said the other, ‘save the undone years’
The hopelessness. Whatever hope is yours,
Was my life also; I went hunting wild
After the wildest beauty in the world,
Which lies not calm in eyes, or braided hair, but mocks the steady running of the hour,
And if it grieves, grieves richlier than here.
For by my glee might many men have laughed,
And of my weeping something had been left,
Which must die now. I mean the truth untold,
The pity of war, the pity war distilled.
Now men will go content with what we spilled.
They will be swift with swiftness of the tigress,
None will break ranks, though nations trek from progress.
Courage was mine, and I had mystery;
Wisdom was mine, and I had mastery;
To miss the march of this retreating world
Into vain citadels that are not walled.
Then, when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels
I would go up and wash them from sweet wells,
Even with truth that lie too deep for taint.
I would have poured my spirit without stint
But not through wounds; not on the cess of war.
Foreheads of men have bled where no wounds were.
I am the enemy you killed, my friend.
I knew you in this dark; for you so frowned
Yesterday through me as you jabbed and killed.
I parried; but my hands were loath and cold.
Let us sleep now…’
Trnyata buku ini dibagi kedalam beberapa section yg mewakili beberapa masa, dan yg diatas adalah dari section the early century, itulah mengapa sarat dengan aroma war and courage. line fave gw :Courage was mine, and I had mystery;
Wisdom was mine, and I had mastery;
buku kompilasi ini gw temuin dgn harga menyenangkan..hehehe
ada beberapa sastrawan dan poets bule yg poemsnya ada disini..w.h davies, thomas hardy, e.e. cummings dan beberapa yg lain...
blm selese siy bacanya (bacanya ngacak) tapi sejauh ini suka sama "strange meeting"-nya wilfred owen:
it seemed that out of battle I escaped
down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped
through granites which titanic wars had groined.
yet also there encumbered sleepers groaned,
too fast in thought or death to be bestirred.
the, as i probed them, one sprang up, and starred
with piteous recognition in fixed eyes,
lifting distressful hands as if to bless.
and by his smile, i knew we stood in hell.
with a thousand pains that vision's face was grained;
yet no blood reached there from the upper ground,
and no guns thumped, or down the flues made moan.
‘strange friend’, I said, ‘here is no cause to mourn.’
‘none’, said the other, ‘save the undone years’
The hopelessness. Whatever hope is yours,
Was my life also; I went hunting wild
After the wildest beauty in the world,
Which lies not calm in eyes, or braided hair, but mocks the steady running of the hour,
And if it grieves, grieves richlier than here.
For by my glee might many men have laughed,
And of my weeping something had been left,
Which must die now. I mean the truth untold,
The pity of war, the pity war distilled.
Now men will go content with what we spilled.
They will be swift with swiftness of the tigress,
None will break ranks, though nations trek from progress.
Courage was mine, and I had mystery;
Wisdom was mine, and I had mastery;
To miss the march of this retreating world
Into vain citadels that are not walled.
Then, when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels
I would go up and wash them from sweet wells,
Even with truth that lie too deep for taint.
I would have poured my spirit without stint
But not through wounds; not on the cess of war.
Foreheads of men have bled where no wounds were.
I am the enemy you killed, my friend.
I knew you in this dark; for you so frowned
Yesterday through me as you jabbed and killed.
I parried; but my hands were loath and cold.
Let us sleep now…’
Trnyata buku ini dibagi kedalam beberapa section yg mewakili beberapa masa, dan yg diatas adalah dari section the early century, itulah mengapa sarat dengan aroma war and courage. line fave gw :Courage was mine, and I had mystery;
Wisdom was mine, and I had mastery;
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