Saturday, 9 November 2013

From La Torre - Francisco de Quevedo

Withdrawn to this solitary place,
With a few but learned books,
I live conversing with the dead,

listening to them with my eyes.

Open always, if not always understood,

they amend, they enrich my affairs:
in rhythms of contrapuntal silence,
awakened, they speak to the dream of life.

O Don José, for those great souls
absconded by death, the learnéd
press avenges time´s slanders.

In irrevocable flight the hour flees:
but it can be counted fortunate

when we better oursevles by reading.
 - Francisco de Quevedo

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