Quotes from "Metamorphoses"
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brightlotusmoon"Bodies, I have in mind, and how they can change to assume
new shapes -- I ask the help of the gods, who know the trick:
change me, and let me glimpse the secret and speak,
better than I know how, of the worlds birthing,
and the creation of all things, from the first to the very latest."
"Walk as far as the ends of the earth. Look for a pool of water that reflects the stars at night. Wash your hands in it and there is a chance that everything will be restored."
"Never think, never think that you can be safe from love."
"It's just inevitable. The soul wanders in the dark, until it finds love. And so, wherever our love goes, there we find our soul."
-Walking down the street at night, when you're all alone, you can still hear, stirring in the intermingled branches of the trees above, the ardent prayer of Baucis and Philemon. They whisper:
-"Let me die the moment my love dies."
-They whisper:
-"Let me not outlive my own capacity to love."
-They whisper:
-"Let me die still loving, and so, never die."
"Farewell."
--Metamorphoses by Mary Zimmerman
new shapes -- I ask the help of the gods, who know the trick:
change me, and let me glimpse the secret and speak,
better than I know how, of the worlds birthing,
and the creation of all things, from the first to the very latest."
"Walk as far as the ends of the earth. Look for a pool of water that reflects the stars at night. Wash your hands in it and there is a chance that everything will be restored."
"Never think, never think that you can be safe from love."
"It's just inevitable. The soul wanders in the dark, until it finds love. And so, wherever our love goes, there we find our soul."
-Walking down the street at night, when you're all alone, you can still hear, stirring in the intermingled branches of the trees above, the ardent prayer of Baucis and Philemon. They whisper:
-"Let me die the moment my love dies."
-They whisper:
-"Let me not outlive my own capacity to love."
-They whisper:
-"Let me die still loving, and so, never die."
"Farewell."
--Metamorphoses by Mary Zimmerman
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Date: 2007-06-05 02:32 pm (UTC)Have you seen the play? They did a production of it here in Denver a couple of years ago, and it was lovely.