Presentation on theme: "…If Love Were Like Water If love were like water I'd build you a fountain And if love were like stone I'd bring you a mountain If love were like air I'd."— Presentation transcript:
…If Love Were Like Water If love were like water I'd build you a fountain And if love were like stone I'd bring you a mountain If love were like air I'd blow you a breeze But as these are not love I'll just give you me Anna and Lisa
Brudeferden i Hardanger Der aander en tindrende sommerluft varmt over Hardangerfjords vande, hvor høit op mod himlen i blaalig duft de mægtige fjelde stande. Det skinner fra bræ, det grønnes fra li, sit helligdagsskrud staar egnen klædt i, thi se, over grønklare bølge hjem glider et brudefølge Anna and Lisa
The Sea The sea is a hungry dog, Giant and grey. He rolls on the beach all day. With his clashing teeth and shaggy jaws Hour upon hours he gnaws The rumbling, tumbling stones, And ‘Bones, bones, bones, bones!’ The giant sea-dog moans, Licking his greasy paws.
Water Water is pure, Water is natural, Water is healthy, Water can help all Water is simple, Water is free, Water can help the lives, The lives of you and me
I tried the soft stuff on holiday in Wales,a mania of teadrinking and hairwashing,excitable soap which never rinsed away, but I loved coming home to this.Flat. Straight. Like the vowels,like the straight talk: hey up me duck.I'd run the tap with its swimming-pool smell,get it cold and anaesthetic. Stand the glassand let the little ﬁzz of anxiety settle.Honest water, bright and not quite clean.The frankness of limestone, of gypsum,the sour steam of cooling towers,the alchemical taste of brewing.
Death by Water by T. S. Eliot Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead, Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell And the profit and loss. A current under sea Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell He passed the stages of his age and youth Entering the whirlpool. Gentile or Jew O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you. Death by Water T.S. Eliot Yaschal Rao