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Ma esti hangulat:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l7NXI5RCNw4

Másképp:

Derek Mahon:

Ovid in Tomis
(extract)

No doubt, in time
To come, this huddle of
Mud huts will be

A handsome city,
An important port,
A popular resort

With an oil pipeline,
Martini terraces
And even a dignified

Statue of Ovid
Gazing out to sea
From the promenade;

But for the moment
It is merely a place
Where I have to be.

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És egy korábbi néhány sor eredetiben:

So best prepare for the worst
That chaos and old night
Can do to us; were we not
Raised on such expectations,
Our hearts starred with frost
Through countless generations?

Prospero and his people
Never came to these stormy parts;
Few do who have the choice.
Yet, blasting the subtle arts,
That weird, plaintive voice
Choirs now and for ever.