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hi,
könnt ihr mir vllt helfen?
Muss Morgen nen vortrag über dieses gedicht hier halten, komm damit aber voll nicht klar
The Thames nocturne of blue and gold
Changed to a Harmony in grey:
A barge with ochre-coloured hay
Dropt from the wharf: and chill and cold
The yellow fog came creeping down
The bridges, till the houses' walls
Seemed changed to shadows and St. Paul's
Loomed like a bubble o'er the town.
Then suddenly arose the clang
Of waking life; the streets were stirred
With country waggons: and a bird
Flew to the glistening roofs and sang.
But one pale woman all alone,
The daylight kissing her wan hair,
Loitered beneath the gas lamps' flare,
With lips of flame and heart of stone.
Das Gedicht heisst Impression Du Matin und ist von Oskar Wilde...
Schonmal danke =)
könnt ihr mir vllt helfen?
Muss Morgen nen vortrag über dieses gedicht hier halten, komm damit aber voll nicht klar
The Thames nocturne of blue and gold
Changed to a Harmony in grey:
A barge with ochre-coloured hay
Dropt from the wharf: and chill and cold
The yellow fog came creeping down
The bridges, till the houses' walls
Seemed changed to shadows and St. Paul's
Loomed like a bubble o'er the town.
Then suddenly arose the clang
Of waking life; the streets were stirred
With country waggons: and a bird
Flew to the glistening roofs and sang.
But one pale woman all alone,
The daylight kissing her wan hair,
Loitered beneath the gas lamps' flare,
With lips of flame and heart of stone.
Das Gedicht heisst Impression Du Matin und ist von Oskar Wilde...
Schonmal danke =)
