Tag: Isaure Anska

Mon âme est la forêt

My soul is the forest of which the dark foliage Is flooded, for you alone, with suave murmurs And golden rays! – Victor Hugo – Lorsque l’enfant paraît –

Le pâle Hortensia

Myrtho, enchantress, goddess, on my mind! Lofty Posillipo, that teemed with light; Your brow, awash with eastern splendour bright, Your golden tresses with black grapes entwined! In your cup, too, I drank down ecstasy, And in your laughing eyes’ elusive flare, That saw me at Iacchus’ feet, in prayer. The Muse has made a true-born […]

Håvamål

Hidden Runes shalt thou seek and interpreted signs, Many symbols of might and power, By the great Singer painted, by the high Powers fashioned, Graved by the Utterer of gods. – Håvamål – Odin’s Quest, extract – The Norsemen believed the runes were created by the Gods and given to men through Odin. Odin’s Quest […]

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