I meme, therefore I follow
Apr. 9th, 2007 06:53 pmSaw this meme of
rayechu's journal: When you see a Shakespeare quote in a journal, post one in yours. Except I am not so super cool as to know any Shakespeare off of the top of my head except for bits like "Beware the Ides of March" and such, so instead here are the lyrics to the Decemberist's "Island" part one "Come and See" which is about the "Tempest". So it counts and is as pretty as anything in that particular play of the Bard's.
There's an island hidden in the sound
Lapping currents lay your boat aground
Affix your barb and bayonet
The curlews carve their arabesques
And sorrow fills the silence all around
Come and see
There's a harbor lost within the reeds
A jetty caught in overhanging trees
Among the bones of cormorants
No boot-mark here nor fingerprints
The rivers roll down to a soundless sea
Come and see
The tides all come and go witnessed by no waking eye
The willows mark the wind
And all we know for sure admidst this fading light
We'll not go home again
Come and see
In the lowlands, nestled in the heath
A briar-cradle rocks its babe to sleep
It's contents watched by Sycorax and Patagon in parallax
A foretold rumbling sounds below the deep
Come and See
The tides all come and go witnessed by no waking eye
The willows mark the wind
And all we know for sure admidst this fading light
We'll not go home again
Come and see
There's an island hidden in the sound
Lapping currents lay your boat aground
Affix your barb and bayonet
The curlews carve their arabesques
And sorrow fills the silence all around
Come and see
There's a harbor lost within the reeds
A jetty caught in overhanging trees
Among the bones of cormorants
No boot-mark here nor fingerprints
The rivers roll down to a soundless sea
Come and see
The tides all come and go witnessed by no waking eye
The willows mark the wind
And all we know for sure admidst this fading light
We'll not go home again
Come and see
In the lowlands, nestled in the heath
A briar-cradle rocks its babe to sleep
It's contents watched by Sycorax and Patagon in parallax
A foretold rumbling sounds below the deep
Come and See
The tides all come and go witnessed by no waking eye
The willows mark the wind
And all we know for sure admidst this fading light
We'll not go home again
Come and see