From time to time a poem

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...but the cherry blossoms all went dry...

...and the cherry blossoms all went dry...

-- Alexandre Orion

“I greet you at the beginning of a great career, which must yet have had a long foreground somewhere, for such a start. I rubbed my eyes a little to see if this sunbeam were no illusion; but the solid sense of the book is a sober certainty. It has the best merits, namely, of fortifying and encouraging.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Born of dying noble blood,
Raised to sew the wheat and hay.
Taken on a dragons back,
To fight the man in shadows,
In the land of Durza.
To see the crystal doors,
In the blood of the enemy.

In mountain towns of dwarven make,
Trained he was to by elves and the last drake,
Made a sword with bare hands,
To kill the foe in Durza,
Enshrouded in the shadows.
Through the crystal doors,
To bathe in blood of the devil.

Adoring a womans crystal eyes,
Her raven hair hath hypnotize,
But hurt he was in rejection,
For he must kill the foe in shadows,
In the land of Durza.
He must cross the golden floors,
To breake the spirits mind.

He goes to Durza on dragon back,
With blade and magic he fights with,
To get the foe in Durza,
Enshrouded in the shadows.
The Spirit's blad crosses back,
And blood has flowed from him.

Then dragon fire fells the spirit,
And sword prepared to kill,
His foe in shadow,
In the land of Durza.
But he has mercy and curses him,
To stay in the land of night.

He marries that which matters much,
The woman in the mountains.
And learns to fear the foe in Durza,
Enshrouded in the shadows.
Children made of Rider - Elf,
Keep the peace in his world.

200 years of age,
Death having been accepted,
He learns to love the man in Durza,
Silhouetted in the light.
Carrying a scythe,
He dies and goes to heaven.




Natus moriendi nobilis sanguine,
Suscitavit consuendi triticum et fenum.
Capta in dracones retro,
Bellum in tenebris
In terra Durza.
Ad cristallum ostia,
Sanguine inimici.

In montem oppida Nanorum facere,
Monstra docti et novissimi a erat draculus
Fecit gladio cum peperit manus,
Occidere hostem in Durza,
Enshrouded in umbras.
Per cristallum ostia,
Sanguinem perfundi diaboli.

Adorantes mulieris cristallum oculis,
Eius corvus capillos habet hypnotize,
Sed damnum erat repudium
Oportet occidere hostem in tenebris
In terra Durza.
Aurea mauris oportet transire,
Ad frangere spiritus mentis.

Vadit ad Durza in draco retro,
Cum lamina et magicae pugnat cum,
Ut hostem in Durza,
Enshrouded in umbras.
Spiritus blad occurrat retro,
Inde fluxit sanguis.

Ergo draco ignis fells spiritus,
Et gladio paratus ad occidere,
Hostem in umbra,
In terra Durza.
Sed misericordia et maledictus,
Noctis moram in terra.

Ipse duxerit quod refert,
Mulier in montes.
Et discit timere hostem in Durza,
Enshrouded in umbras.
Filii de Rider - Elf,
Pacem in terris.

CC annos,
Mortem acceptum,
Discit amare homo in Durza,
Silhouetted in lucem.
Portans falce,
It caelo moritur.

Eragon poem short in english and latin

Brilliant ! Cheers !!!

Made this one for whatever reason a couple days ago.

Listen my child,
for now you shall hear
Of the only seven slayers a human must fear.

First beware Pride, lest belief in one’s might,
Has you discount the foeman who is braving you sight.

Never Envy another mans wealth, power, or home
For dark plots and plans will bring death to your own.

Your Wrath shouldn’t win, when fist strike your mail,
For anger kills cunning, which you will need to prevail.

A person must rest, but Sloth you you should dread
Else long years of napping let assassins to your bed.

‘Greed is good,’ or so foolish men will say,
Until piles of money bring killing theives where they lay.

Hungry is your body, and at times you must feed

But Gluttony makes fat ones, who can’t move at their need.

A hot Lust for glory, gems, gold, or mates
Leads a reckless young man to the blackest of fates.

So take heed to this wisdom, precious child of mine,
And the long years of life are sure to be thine.

In spanish!

Escucha, hija mía,
  por ahora vais a oír
De los siete asesinos sólo un ser humano debe temer.

En primer lugar ten cuidado con el orgullo, no sea que la creencia en la propia fuerza,
¿Ha usted descontar el enemigo navío, que está desafiando a la vista.

No envidies la riqueza sirve otra, el poder, o en el hogar
Para las parcelas oscuras y planes traerá la muerte a su cuenta.

Su ira no debe ganar, cuando el puño golpear a tu correo,
Porque el enojo mata a la astucia, la cual tendrá que prevalecer.

Una persona debe descansar, pero Pereza que usted debe temer
Else años largos de la siesta que los asesinos de su cama.

"La codicia es buena", o los hombres tan necios dirán:
Hasta montones de tesoros traer ladrones que matan en el que yacía.

Hambre es su cuerpo, y, a veces usted alimenta seguramente

Pero la gula hace gordos, que no se pueden mover a su necesidad.

Un caluroso deseo de gloria, piedras preciosas, oro, o compañeros de
Conduce a un joven temerario más negro de los destinos.

Así que ten cuidado con esta sabiduría, precioso hijo mío,
Y los largos años de vida están seguros de ser tuyo.

en anglais et en espagnol ... c'est énorme !

continue, Solari !! et merci !!!