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sike-a-delic_grasshopper (profile) wrote, on 4-20-2005 at 3:39pm | |
Hi. I am bored and have to pee. So somehow that leads to me updating my journal.... I am so incredibly sick of school. I want it to be done now. Honestly, what do they think they're going to teach us between now and graduation? Intense nerdiness follows. Proceed with caution... So I was reading this old poem last night called "Three Ravens", and I realized it was incredibly similar to this Dead Meadow song called "Such Hawks Such Hounds". And that made me geek. So now I love Dead Meadow even more because they read old poetry. And I'm geeky enough to put up the original poem. It's awesome. The Three Ravens There were three ravens sat on a tree, They were as black as they might be. The one of them said to his mate, 'Where shall we our breakefast take?' 'Downe in yonder greene field, There lies a knight slain under his shield. 'His hounds they lie downe at his feete, So well they can their master keepe. 'His haukes they flie so eagerly, There's no fowle dare come him nie.' Downe there comes a fallow doe, As great with yong as she might goe. She lift up his bloudy hed, And kist his wounds that were so red. She got him up upon her backe, And carried him to earthen lake. She buried him before the prime, She was dead herselfe ere even-song time. God send every gentleman, Such haukes, such hounds, and such a leman. |
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