Asocíate con reverencia y tanto como puedas a tus pensamientos más elevados
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Diario 22 de Enero de 1852
Caminando en los bosques alguna tarde, puede ser que la sombra de las alas de un pensamiento
cruce el paisaje de mi mente y me recuerde qué pocas cosas suceden en
nuestras vidas.Que todas esas, asi llamadas, guerras y supervivientes de
guerras y descubrimientos modernos e innovaciones han sido una
irritación en la piel.Pero esta sombra que pasa tan rápida y cuya
sustancia no es detectada sugiere que hay sucesos de importancia cuyo
intrevalo es para nosotros un verdadero período histórico.
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Diario 27 de Febrero de 1851
Lord Byron cruzó los Dardanelos a nado el 3 de mayo de 1810 ( "El fantasma del monje negro" en Libro de Réquiems (Mauricio Wiesenthal), página 560)
Byron was an accomplished – and proud – swimmer. The club foot which prevented him from succeeding at most sports was no handicap in the water. This particular feat was also mentioned in Canto II of Don Juan, and in an entertaining letter to his friend, Henry Drury. Byron told Drury that the swim took an hour and ten minutes.
If, in the month of dark December,
Leander, who was nightly wont
(What maid will not the tale remember?)
To cross thy stream, broad Hellespont!
He sped to Hero, nothing loth,
And thus of old thy current pour’d,
Fair Venus! how I pity both!
For me, degenerate modern wretch,
Though in the genial month of May,
My dripping limbs I faintly stretch,
And think I’ve done a feat to-day.
But since he cross’d the rapid tide,
According to the doubtful story,
To woo,—and—Lord knows what beside,
And swam for Love, as I for Glory;
’Twere hard to say who fared the best:
Sad mortals! thus the Gods still plague you!
He lost his labour, I my jest:
For he was drown’d, and I’ve the ague.
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