mardi 15 décembre 2009

Shakespeare tells it all.

Why such is love transgression
Griefs of mine on lie heavy in my breast
Wich thou will propagate to have it pressed
With more of thine. This love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lover's eyes;
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lover's tears;
What is it else? A madness most discreet
A choking gall, and preserving sweet
Farewell my coz.

Traduction in modern english:
That's the nature of love. My sorrows will increase if you add your own to them. This love you've shown just adds more grief to my plentiful stock. Love is smoke, the fumes of sighing. When it clears away, it's the sparkling fire in lover's eyes. Cross it and it's a sea swollen with lover's tears. What else is it? A wise madness, a deadly poison, a healing medicine.

I put it here because I find Shakespeare way of seeing love is just perfect. He tells both side of the feeling, the good one with the happy ending and the sad one with the sadness. Even though he wrote that a while ago, it's still actual. Many people met love in their lives, some ended well others just had to stay broken-hearted. Love is something scary because you never know how it will end up but at the end of the day, love is what keeps you alive, love is what keeps you strong and hopefull. Even though it can leads to bad feelings like sadness, this make you grow and become a stronger person. Don't give up on love cause love never gives up on you.

Only me.

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