30.8.14

calendá rio






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Then Sir Lancelot took his sword in his

hand and stole to the place where he had
spied a ladder beforehand, and he took
under his arm, and carried it through the
garden and set it up to the window. And soon
the queen was ready to meet him...


"I wish", said the queen,

" I wish as much as

you that you might come in to me."


"Do you wish, madam," said Sir Lancelot,

"with your heart that I were with you?"


"Yes, truly, said the queen.








"Then I shall prove my mignt," said Sir Lancelot,

"for your love".


And then he laid his hands on the bars of iron

and pulled at them with such might that he
ripped them right out of the stone walls. And
one of the bars of iron cut through the flesh of
his hands to the bone. And then he leaped
into the chamber to the queen.










English.15th century.Sir Thomas Malory.
Le mort d`Arthur



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4 comentários:

un dress disse...

amores medievais...tou aqui a testar isto...

APC disse...
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luís disse...

Ai que dor!

Entrei e saí! Tive mesmo que ir ao hospital levar cem pontos!

Ai que dor!
Quem me mandou ser Rei Artur?

patricia disse...

A demanda do Graal, os Cavaleiros, todas as simbologias, mistérios, crenças, ideais a eles ligados pela baínha.... todos eles trespassados pela lâmina lancinante em-sangue-untada!

Outra paixão.
Excalibur.
Camelot.
Sir

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