And Death Shall Have No Dominion by: Dylan Thomas

And death shall have no dominion. Dead men naked they shall be one With the man in the wind and the west moon; When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone, They shall have stars at elbow and foot; Though they go mad they shall be sane, Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again; Though lovers be lost love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion. Under the windings of the sea They lying long shall not die windily; Twisting on racks when sinews give way, Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break; Faith in their hands shall snap in two, And the unicorn evils run them through; Split all ends up they shan't crack; And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion. No more may gulls cry at their ears Or waves break loud on the seashores; Where blew a flower may a flower no more Lift its head to the blows of the rain; Though they be mad and dead as nails, Heads of the characters hammer through daisies; Break in the sun till the sun breaks down, And death shall have no dominion.

da is mir doch gerade eine kopie in den lüfter geflogen... schredder, schredder, schredder hat nen ziemlich leistungsfähigen motor das teil... aber ist bei der hitze auch dermaßen von nötig. und bevor ich nachher meine gedanken bzgl. meiner maggi im kolloquium vorstelle, so ist das schredder bsp eine gute warnung. oh wie freu ich mich, das seit 11 uhr die sonne in den raum des kolloquiums scheint. I'll bettter stop befor my brain overheats...

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears; What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.