LinaKitten's Ship of Dreams

Sail into the sunset and bear me to Valinor

26 June
Oxford, United Kingdom
Valinor the Fair
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To a Poet a Thousand Years Hence

I who am dead a thousand years,
And wrote this sweet archaic song,
Send you my words for messengers
The way I shall not pass along.
I care not if you bridge the seas,
Or ride secure in the cruel sky,
Or build consummate palaces
Of metal or of masonry.
But have you wine and music still,
And statues and a bright-eyed love,
And foolish thoughts of good and ill,
And prayers to them who sit above?
How shall we conquer? Like a wind
That falls at eve our fancies blow,
And old Maeonides the blind
Said it three thousand years ago,
O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
Student of our sweet English tongue,
Read out my words at night, alone:
I was a poet, I was young.
Since I can never see your face,
And never shake you by the hand,
I send my soul through time and space
To greet you. You will understand.

I'm a Masters student at Oxford. OMG HELP HOW DID I GET HERE?

Claims from claim_a_cat: Rumpleteazer, the couple: Mistoffelees and Victoria and the song:Memory.
Claims from claim_a_fantasy: Smeagol (LOTR). My preciousssssssss.
Odysseus (Homer's Iliad and Odyssey).
Ged (Earthsea Quintet)
RPG chars at jellicle_moon : Etcetera and Cassandra.
RPG char at Merian.

Adoption: Mini-balrog

What can one be but frivolous about serious things? Without frivolity they are simply too tremendous.

A room without books is like a body without a soul.

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