John Dowland: Some Lyrics II

Come Again


Come again,
Sweet love doth now invite
Thy graces that refrain
To do me due delight,
To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die
With thee in sweetest sympathy.

Come again,
That I may cease to mourn
Through thy unkind disdain;
For now left and forlorn,
I see, I sight, I weep, I faint, I die
In deadly pain and endless misery.

Gentle love,
Draw forth thy wounding dart;
Thou canst not pierce her heart,
For I that to approve,
By sighs and tears more hot than are thy shafts
Did tempt, while she for triumph laughs.

--Anonymous, XVIth Century.

John Dowland (1563-1626): Major Inspiration to the Lake

John Dowland: Some Lyrics I

The Lowest Trees Have Tops


The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall,
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat,
And slender hairs cast shadows though but small,
And bees have stings although they be not great.
Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs,
And love is love in beggars and in kings.

Where waters smoothest run, deep are the fords;
The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move;
The firmest faith is in the fewest words,
The turtles cannot sing, and yet they love;
True hearts have eyes and ears, no tongues to speak:
They hear and see and sigh, and then they break.

--- Sir Edward Dyer (1543-1607).

Sisyphus' rock and roll

Atlas-Sisifus, 1998

at: http://www.cameraobscura.com/nebulae/atlas.htm

Melancholy is the state of being usually related to those who exhibit a great imaginative power capable to create artistic, intelectual, physical and moral realms in which the basic condition of human existence could be overcome. However, if things were right for those feeling melancholy, it shouldn't even happen to appear. The problem is that the basic condition of human existence, ie., human mortality and limitedness, cannot be trully overcome without the subject's own self-destrution. I personally believe that people who feel melancholy usually are more open, in one moment or the other, to feel the the constraints of human life. They perceive disgrace in a deepest degree, and find the emptyness bigger inside, with greater spaces of darkness and a bigger and more complex topography of pain. So they try to populate their inner spaces, with great power and great resources. But their basic condition cannot be overcome. So they feel that even having great talents and resources at their disposal, they still keep their acute ocean of despair unrecognized and untraveled - the only way out of this is through this...

To Rise and Fall

Herbert James Draper (1864-1920) - The Lament for Icarus (1898) - Tate Britain, London.

The Lake's Inspirations

Eleni Karaindrou, Adagio - Theme from Theo Angelopoulos' s film " Landscape in the Midst"