You Know The Furies Made Orestes Hallucinate His Way Through Silent Hill.

[rionaleonhart]

I am supposed to be reading the 1799 Prelude and one of its later (and much, much longer) revisions this week. I have been neglecting this somewhat, because dude, three essays, The Prelude can wait (NO, OBVIOUSLY UPDATING MY LIVEJOURNAL CANNOT, ahahaha oh dear I'm such a bad student), but I found this part at the beginning of the 1799 version and felt compelled to share it with you:

Sometimes strong desire
Resistless overpowered me, and the bird
Which was the captive of another's toils
Became my prey; and when the deed was done
I heard among the solitary hills
Low breathings coming after me, and sounds
Of undistinguishable motion, steps
Almost as silent as the turf they trod.

WORDSWORTH IN SILENT HILL, YOU GUYS. I shouldn't be allowed near, well, anything. Is there anything at all in my life that Silent Hill hasn't crept into somehow?

Comments

[cryforthemoon.livejournal.com]

Well, it could happen - daffodils are yellow, zombies can be. :)

[amy-wolf.livejournal.com]

"I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud
That floats on high twixt and sea,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden zombies;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Staggering and moaning in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine"

[rionaleonhart]

YOU ARE RIDICULOUSLY BRILLIANT.

OR POSSIBLY JUST RIDICULOUS

BRILLIANT.

[amy-wolf.livejournal.com]

Master of poetry zombification, that's me.

[cryforthemoon.livejournal.com]

YES :D