Le immagini mi hanno fatto ricordare una battaglia uggiosa descritta da Shakespeare... il giorno non è esattamente quello (cadeva il 25/10) ma le parole di ricordo di una battaglia le trovo comunque adatte a ricordare una giornata tra le onde:
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This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say “To-morrow is Saint Crispian.”
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say “These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.
This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say “To-morrow is Saint Crispian.”
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say “These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day.”
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St. Crispin’s Day speech
from Henry V (1599) by William Shakespeare
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Estratto da
St. Crispin’s Day speech
from Henry V (1599) by William Shakespeare
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Come dire...beato chi c'era!
Bei ricordi!
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