But who are the brothers...
date:31 May 2025 Editor: GKut
Marek Baterowicz proposes poesy by Juliusz Słowacki today
Wacław Szymanowski (1859-1930), "Juliusz Słowacki"
But whoso brethren will despise the word,
With the strength of the word drawn,
Who is not to be shined in the body today,
Who kicks the old bow,
Who will not enter the holy campfire today
Well, that's interesting.
Tonight, brothers, he'll go to fame,
Tomorrow, to the banister;
And it'll be that erstwhile we get up
Toss down the stone which the spirit has borne,
He was sitting, stupid, lying to the butler
And he saw the truth—and he roared.
8.2.1848
There are so many allusions and metaphors in this Slovak poem that we can't solve present without sources and laborious analysis, but possibly the descendants will say something now?
Marek Baterovich
