Ars Longa Vita Brevis

This is a page intended to exhibit some of my thoughts, my drawings and my view of life. It is not a selected work, it is a process, so you will mature with me along the way.

Αυτή η σελίδα προορίζεται να παρουσιάσει μερικές από τις σκέψεις μου, κάποια από τα σχέδιά μου και την οπτική γωνία που βλέπω τη ζωή. Δεν είναι επιλεγμένη δουλειά μου, είναι μια προοδευτική διαδικασία, έτσι που και εσείς θα ωριμάζετε μαζί μου στην πορεία
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When the Shy Star Goes Forth in Heaven, James Joyce


When the shy star goes forth in heaven
All maidenly, disconsolate,
Hear you amid the drowsy even
One who is singing by your gate.
His song is softer than the dew
And he is come to visit you.

O bend no more in revery
When he at eventide is calling.
Nor muse: Who may this singer be
Whose song about my heart is falling?
Know you by this, the lover's chant,
'Tis I that am your visitant.

James Joyce
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