Aragonte - Nie 27 Lut, 2011 13:59
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praedzio - Wto 01 Mar, 2011 07:49 Pierwsze z brzegu Arturiana, jakie mi przychodzą na myśl: Diane & David Arkenstone - Road to Camelot Anuna - The Fisher King Admete - Wto 01 Mar, 2011 08:29 Dzięki za inspirację 
praedzio - Wto 01 Mar, 2011 11:58 Jeszcze Loreena McKennitt i jej Lady of Shalott: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vw_cZGrVFqw On either side of the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the world and meet the sky; And thro' the field the road run by To many-towered Camelot; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro' the wave that runs for ever By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot. Four grey walls, and four grey towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott. Only reapers, reaping early, In among the bearded barley Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly Down to tower'd Camelot; And by the moon the reaper weary, Piling sheaves in uplands airy, Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy The Lady of Shalott." There she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay, She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Lady of Shalott. And moving through a mirror clear That hangs before her all the year, Shadows of the world appear. There she sees the highway near Winding down to Camelot; And sometimes thro' the mirror blue The Knights come riding two and two. She hath no loyal Knight and true, The Lady Of Shalott. But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror's magic sights, For often thro' the silent nights A funeral, with plumes and lights And music, went to Camelot; Or when the Moon was overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed. "I am half sick of shadows," said The Lady Of Shalott. A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley sheaves, The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, And flamed upon the brazen greaves Of bold Sir Lancelot. A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd To a lady in his shield, That sparkled on the yellow field, Beside remote Shalott. His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd; On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode; From underneath his helmet flow'd His coal-black curls as on he rode, As he rode back to Camelot. From the bank and from the river He flashed into the crystal mirror, "Tirra Lirra," by the river Sang Sir Lancelot. She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces taro' the room, She saw the water-lily bloom, She saw the helmet and the plume, She looked down to Camelot. Out flew the web and floated wide; The mirror cracked from side to side; "The curse is come upon me," cried The Lady of Shalott. In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining. Heavily the low sky raining Over towered Camelot; Down she came and found a boat Beneath a willow left afloat, And round about the prow she wrote The Lady of Shalott And down the river's dim expanse Like some bold seer in a trance, Seeing all his own mischance - With a glassy countenance Did she look to Camelot. And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain and down she lay; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of Shalott. Heard a carol, mournful, holy, Chanted loudly, chanted lowly, Till her blood was frozen slowly, And her eyes were darkened wholly, Turn'd to towered Camelot. For ere she reach'd upon the tide The first house by the water-side, Singing in her song she died, The Lady of Shalott. Under tower and balcony, By garden-wall and gallery, A gleaming shape she floated by, Dead-pale between the houses high, Silent into Camelot. Out upon the wharfs they came, Knight and Burgher, Lord and Dame, And round the prow they read her name, The Lady of Shalott. Who is this? And what is here? And in the lighted palace near Died the sound of royal cheer; And they crossed themselves for fear, All the Knights at Camelot; But Lancelot mused a little space He said, "She has a lovely face; God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott." O poemacie Tennysona: http://pl.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Lady_of_Shalott Admete - Wto 01 Mar, 2011 18:17 O tym poemacie myślałam, ale nie mam go w polskim tłumaczeniu. praedzio ja tam mam niedouczonych 14-latków Muszę ostrożnie
praedzio - Wto 01 Mar, 2011 18:27 To już nie będę proponować Wagnera... 
Admete - Wto 01 Mar, 2011 18:39 Ależ dawaj tego Wagnera Choćby dla mnie
praedzio - Wto 01 Mar, 2011 19:42 Sama chciałaś: http://forum.northandsout...tart=275#293150
Admete - Wto 01 Mar, 2011 19:52 Wiem - już zauważyłam
praedzio - Śro 02 Mar, 2011 20:23 Jestem w szoku. Duan znowu się przepoczwarzył.  Z zespołu odeszli Rorian i Miras, a dołączyła Kasia Szyszkowska - znana z Four Non Brets. Hmmm... Przydałoby się zapolować na jakiś koncert i zobaczyć, jak to teraz Duani brzmią...  Qrczę, ponoć trwały zaawansowane prace nad płytą... 
Dla Was Duan jeszcze w starym składzie: http://www.youtube.com/wa...feature=related Aragonte - Śro 02 Mar, 2011 22:52
Andreas Vollenveider na płycie "Eolian Minstrel" też ma jakieś utwory inspirowane legendami arturiańskimi. A o Loreenie pisałam jeszcze w wątku Merlinowym
Anonymous - Śro 02 Mar, 2011 23:02
a to jednak smutne jest... Admete - Czw 03 Mar, 2011 07:15 O widzisz Aragonte! Eolian MInstrel...Ogólnie dzięki za przypomnienia. Mam te utwory jeszcze na starych kasetach. Anonymous - Czw 03 Mar, 2011 18:17 Aragonte - z dedykacja
http://www.celticmotionpr...a-2011_9x20.jpg Aragonte - Czw 03 Mar, 2011 21:04 Dzięki, Aine
Najbliżej mam Grodzisk Mazowiecki, ale kicha - kiszę się wtedy w pracy
Anonymous - Czw 03 Mar, 2011 21:18 a kcesz plakat a autogratami? Anaru - Czw 03 Mar, 2011 23:06 Ostatnio wpadł mi w oczy plakat jak jechałam autobusem, więc pogrzebałam: Lord Of The Dance, Wrocław, Hala Orbita, 22.03.2011, 19:30 http://www.koncert.pl/kon...e-Dance-Wroclaw http://klub.fm/blog/2010/...2-03-2011-1930/ http://imprezy.fm/impreza...e-dance-wroclaw Wprawdzie bardziej taneczne niż śpiewane, ale może w temacie. Anonymous - Czw 03 Mar, 2011 23:14 Kiedy to jak najbardziej w temacie. Osobiscie mam wielki sentyment do LOTD, bo to nasze bylo nasze pierwsze forumowe spotkanie w dziejach wszystkich rozowych, niebieskich i inkszo-kolorowych forum
praedzio - Pią 04 Mar, 2011 05:15 A ja nigdy na tym nie byłam i w tym roku też mi przejdzie koło nosa. 
Aragonte - Pią 04 Mar, 2011 06:23 Spoko, kiedyś na pewno uda Ci się dotrzeć
Chyba powinnam pójść spać
praedzio - Pią 04 Mar, 2011 06:54 Z moim szczęściem Lordzi dawno przejdą na emeryturę i będą kuśtykać na trzech nogach, zamiast na dwóch.
Aragonte - Pią 04 Mar, 2011 07:04 No coś Ty - wymienią się LOTD na lepszy, młodszy model
Przecież ekipa ciągle tam się zmienia, jest ich w ogóle kilka (-naście?). I dobranoc
Anonymous - Pią 04 Mar, 2011 11:56 ci nowsi sa duzo lepsi niz starsi
praedzio - Nie 06 Mar, 2011 15:09 A propos przedstawień właśnie: http://www.folk24.pl/w-fo...zie-jest-miecz/ Chyba rozejrzę się za trójeczką Excaliburową. Dwójka mnie zachwyciła. 
Anonymous - Czw 10 Mar, 2011 09:09 no i nadal w temacie: http://www.folk24.pl/wiesci/folk24-rozdaje-bilety/ |
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