{"id":16194,"date":"2008-01-24T23:31:21","date_gmt":"2008-01-25T02:31:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/screamyell.com.br\/blog\/?p=16194"},"modified":"2018-01-20T23:32:50","modified_gmt":"2018-01-21T02:32:50","slug":"come-let-me-sing-into-your-ear","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.screamyell.com.br\/blog\/2008\/01\/24\/come-let-me-sing-into-your-ear\/","title":{"rendered":"Come, let me sing into your ear"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"center\">\u201cThose Dancing Days Are Gone\u201d, de Carla Bruni<br \/>\nPoem: William Butler Yeats &#8211; Music: Carla Bruni<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">Featuring Lou Reed version<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><em>Come, let me sing into your ear;<br \/>\nThose dancing days are gone,<br \/>\nAll that silk and satin gear;<br \/>\nCrouch upon a stone,<br \/>\nWrapping that foul body up<br \/>\nIn as foul a rag:<br \/>\nI carry the sun in a golden cup.<br \/>\nThe moon in a silver bag.<\/em><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><em>Curse as you may I sing it through;<br \/>\nWhat matter if the knave<br \/>\nThat the most could pleasure you,<br \/>\nThe children that he gave,<br \/>\nAre somewhere sleeping like a top<br \/>\nUnder a marble flag?<br \/>\nI carry the sun in a golden cup.<br \/>\nThe moon in a silver bag.<\/em><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><em>I thought it out this very day.<br \/>\nNoon upon the clock,<br \/>\nA man may put pretence away<br \/>\nWho leans upon a stick,<br \/>\nMay sing, and sing until he drop,<br \/>\nWhether to maid or hag:<br \/>\nI carry the sun in a golden cup,<br \/>\nThe moon in a silver bag.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"450\" height=\"338\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/6ooDx7KTngs?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"autoplay; encrypted-media\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cThose Dancing Days Are Gone\u201d, de Carla Bruni Poem: William Butler Yeats &#8211; Music: Carla Bruni Featuring Lou Reed version Come, let me sing into your ear; Those dancing days are gone, All that silk and satin gear; Crouch upon a stone, Wrapping that foul body up In as foul a rag: I carry the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[3],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.screamyell.com.br\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16194"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.screamyell.com.br\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.screamyell.com.br\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.screamyell.com.br\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.screamyell.com.br\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=16194"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.screamyell.com.br\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16194\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16196,"href":"https:\/\/www.screamyell.com.br\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16194\/revisions\/16196"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.screamyell.com.br\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=16194"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.screamyell.com.br\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=16194"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.screamyell.com.br\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=16194"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}