The Sarabite: Towards an Aesthetic Christianity

There is a continuous attraction, beginning with God, going to the world, and ending at last with God, an attraction which returns to the same place where it began as though in a kind of circle. -Marsilio Ficino

Sunday, October 22, 2006

For My Emerald....


I am a fool. A real fool.

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De la belleza de su amada
por
Lope de Vega

No queda más lustroso y cristalino
por altas sierras el arroyo helado ni está
más negro el ébano labrado
ni más azul la flor del verde lino;

más rubio el oro que de Oriente vino,
ni más puro, lascivo y regalado espira
olor el ámbar estimado ni está
en la concha el carmesí más fino,

que frente, cejas, ojos y cabellos
aliento y boca de mi ninfa bella,
angélica figura en vista humana;

que puesto que ella se parece a ellos
vivos están allá, muertos sin ella,
cristal, ébano, lino, oro, ámbar, grana.

(On the beauty of his beloved

translated by Aodhagon O'Broin

The icy stream is not on mountain high
more scintillating or more crystalline,
nor carvèd ebony as dark or fine,
nor flaxen flowers as blue in deep July,

nor does the eastern gold more brightly shine,
nor breathes the scent of precious amber more
sensual, more delicate or pure,
nor can the conch a richer red define,

than forehead, eyebrows, eyes and hair and breath
and mouth of my seraphic lovely one,
an angel's face revealed in human guise;
these things without her would seem dull as death,
since she embodies them: crystal; ebon';
flax and gold and amber; scarlet dyes. )

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