Ode on Melancholy NO, no! go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf’s-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine; Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kist By nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine; Make not your rosary of yew-berries, 5 Nor let the beetle, nor the death-moth be Your mournful Psyche, nor the downy owl A partner … More Keats
Look at it. Arnaud Daniel, and there is a translation. Pus Raimons e Truc Malecx chapten n’Enan e sos decx, e ieu serai vielhs e senecx ans que m’acort in aital precx don puesca venir tan grans pecx: al cornar l’agra mestiers becx ab que traisses del corn lo grecx; e pueis pogra leu venir … More Was this the inspiration for Mallarmé’s sonnet in -x?
‘Tis the year’s midnight, and it is the day’s, Lucy’s, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks; The sun is spent, and now his flasks Send forth light squibs, no constant rays; The world’s whole sap is sunk; The general balm th’ hydroptic earth hath drunk, Whither, as to the bed’s feet, life is shrunk, Dead … More A Nocturnal upon St. Lucy’s Day
Invierte el sufrimiento posiciones, da función en que el humor acuoso es vertical al pavimento, el ojo es visto y esta oreja oída So, unfortunately pain grows in the world at all times, it grows at thirty minutes per second, step by step, and the nature of pain is twice the pain, and the condition … More The nine monsters
Here is a reading list for students considering graduate work in Spanish. Here is my list for students considering Latin American literature as a secondary field for the Ph.D in another literature. Like the SMT list, it is not a reading list for the actual examination, but a preliminary list. * Here is an ancient … More Reading lists
César Vallejo’s 120th birthday was this year. Above is his Google Doodle. Here is a Chaucerian grading scale and here is one based on Beckett. I will have to create one out of Vallejo quotations. A Mi metro está midiendo ya dos metros mis husesos concuerdan en género y en número y el verbo encarnado … More Grading scales by poets
I am staying up all night in the office, grading and moving things around. Suddenly I see it is December, morte saison, time to recite the Archpriest of Hita and François Villon, because I associate them with winter — the regal and best season, starting in only twenty more days. Here is part of a … More It’s December!
1. We may well be getting a 2% raise next year. That will be the first in five years, although there have been 71 salary adjustments to retain people who got better offers and although some people have gotten the small amounts you get for promotion (if I were promoted I would get $600 more … More In which my university tries to become lovable, and succeeds
Escolta, Espanya – la veu d’un fill que parla en llengua – no castellana: parlo en la llengua – que m’ha donat la terra aspra. En ‘questa llengua – pocs t’han parlat; en altra, massa. I must teach the Peninsular survey – another course in a field about which I know not enough, and which … More Joan Maragall
Where even the shadow has light, there summer is spoken. Where darkness speaks you– a word– you still say light. Where the body is, you say convocation, absolute sun. –Andrés Sánchez Robyana, trans. J. Mayhew, in The Nation 295:16 (15.X.2012): 32. Axé.
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