Caravaggio - Narcissus, CEMC - Barbara Strozzi (1619-1677) - 3 Songs, William Shakespeare - Sonnet 54: O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem

 Caravaggio - Narcissus

 

 

CEMC - Barbara Strozzi (1619-1677) - 3 Songs 

 

William Shakespeare - Sonnet 54: O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem

O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live.
The canker blooms have full as deep a dye
As the perfumèd tincture of the roses,
Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly
When summer's breath their maskèd buds discloses;
But, for their virtue only is their show,
They live unwooed and unrespected fade,
Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so;
Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made.
And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth,
When that shall vade, by verse distills your truth.

 

Willy Verginer - Cecita Voluta , Sinéad O'Connor - Nothing Compares 2 U , John Milton - On His Blindness

Willy Verginer - Cecita Voluta -Linden and acrylic-2007-12m L

Sinéad O'Connor - Nothing Compares 2 U 

John Milton - On His Blindness 

When I consider how my light is spent
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodg'd with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest he returning chide,
"Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?"
I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies: "God doth not need
Either man's work or his own gifts: who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state
Is kingly; thousands at his bidding speed
And post o'er land and ocean without rest:
They also serve who only stand and wait." 

No. 5, 1948 by Jackson Pollock - Cedar Lake Contemporary Ballet, New York City Сhoreography by Benoit-Swan Pouffer. Music: "The cold song" by klaus nomi. - Σιμωνίδης ο Κείος (556 π.Χ.-469 π.Χ.) -Simonides

 No. 5, 1948 by Jackson Pollock

 

Cedar Lake Contemporary Ballet, New York City
Сhoreography by Benoit-Swan Pouffer.

Music: "The cold song" by klaus nomi.

 Σιμωνίδης ο Κείος (556 π.Χ.-469 π.Χ.) -Simonides

 

ΕΣΤΙ ΤΙΣ ΛΟΓΟΣ
ΤΑΝ ΑΡΕΤΑΝ ΝΑΙΕΙΝ.
ΔΥΣΑΜΒΑΤΟΙΣ ΕΠΙ ΠΕΤΡΑΙΣ.
ΑΓΝΑΝ ΔΕ ΜΙΝ ΘΕΑΝ
ΧΩΡΟΝ ΑΓΝΟΝ ΑΜΦΕΠΕΙΝ.
ΟΥΔΕ ΠΑΝΤΩΝ ΒΛΕΦΑΡΟΙΣ
ΘΝΑΤΩΝ ΕΣΟΠΤΟΣ,
Ω ΜΗ ΔΑΚΕΘΥΜΟΣ ΙΔΡΩΣ
ΕΝΔΟΘΕΝ ΜΟΛΗ
ΙΚΗ Τ' ΕΣ ΑΚΡΟΝ ΑΝΔΡΕΙΑΣ.

There is a saying about virtue:

She nestles in rough untroden rocks

And reigns a divine, sacred land.

Not all mortals can see her.

Only those,

whose burning desire in their heart

leads them to the greatest deeds