I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
Thaitin sé seo go mór leis an aos óg nuair a bhí mé óg.
Ag éalú ón oíche atá mar chlúdach tharam Mé chomh dubh le clais ó chos go ceann Mo bhuíochas le cibé déithe a mhaireann As anam nach bhfuil pioc de ghéilleadh ann
an chúis is mó eagla ná eagla féin.
ReplyDeleteGo deas..:-)
ReplyDeleteAn liodán in aghaidh eagla ón úrscéal Dune :
ReplyDeleteI must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
Thaitin sé seo go mór leis an aos óg nuair a bhí mé óg.
@ I will face my fear.
ReplyDeleteMana a thaitníonn go mór liom féin, a Dennis..:-)
Seo mar a chuir Henley i bhfocail é:
ReplyDeleteAg éalú ón oíche atá mar chlúdach tharam
Mé chomh dubh le clais ó chos go ceann
Mo bhuíochas le cibé déithe a mhaireann
As anam nach bhfuil pioc de ghéilleadh ann
Is maith liom é sin, a Fhearghuis..:-)
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