quinta-feira, 22 de março de 2018


Ivan Shishkin, Trees
«'If thou hadst thy will what wouldst thou reserve?' said Manwe. 'Of all thy realm what dost thou hold dearest?'
'All have their worth,' said Yavanna, 'and each contributes to the worth of the others. But the kelvar can flee or defend themselves, whereas the olvar that grow cannot. And among these I hold trees dear. Long in the growing, swift shall they be in the felling, and unless they pay toll with fruit upon bough little mourned in their passing. So I see in my thought. Would that the trees might speak on behalf of all things that have roots, and punish those that wrong them!'
'This is a strange thought,' said Manwe. 
'Yet it was in the Song,' said Yavanna. 'For while thou wert in the heavens and with Ulmo built the clouds and poured out the rains, I lifted up the branches of great trees to receive them, and some sang to lluvatar amid the wind and the rain.'»
J. R. R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion, p. 40.

2 comentários:

Paula Lima disse...

Quando vejo uma grande, velha e frondosa, fico sempre à espera de a ouvir falar :-)
Boa tarde

Margarida Elias disse...

Paula - Fico com vontade de a abraçar :-) Boa tarde!