{"id":90850,"date":"2021-06-26T12:56:09","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T16:56:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=90850"},"modified":"2021-06-26T13:00:44","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T17:00:44","slug":"return-of-folly","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/return-of-folly\/","title":{"rendered":"Return of Folly"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<br \/>\n<em>Last lines, and theme, taken from &#8216;Praise of Folly&#8217; by Erasmus of Rotterdam (1511).<br \/>\nTranslated with an introduction and notes by Betty Radice (Penguin Books Ltd., London, 1974).<\/em><br \/>\n&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>Folly speaks:<\/p>\n<p>I have missed you, mortal souls.<br \/>\nThough I have not been away.<br \/>\nFive hundred years since last we spoke.<br \/>\nYet you have worshipped every day.<\/p>\n<p>If you\u2019ll allow me to find fault &#8211;<br \/>\nIt\u2019s likely my uncertainty<br \/>\nWould be that once or twice too often<br \/>\nYour folly transform&#8217;d to cruelty.<\/p>\n<p>Take weaponry \u2013 although of course<br \/>\nI am grateful for the vaulting<br \/>\nof my fiefdom over that of War\u2026<br \/>\nA bomb to make the whole earth molten?<\/p>\n<p>And whilst feasting has ever been<br \/>\nA passion of both yours and mine<br \/>\nI watched small countries starve the world<br \/>\nOf bread, whilst they grew drunk on wine.<\/p>\n<p>Pestilence, that naughty fellow<br \/>\nHas been abroad, but curiously<br \/>\nYou paid him little heed; instead<br \/>\nYou sacrificed too much to me.<\/p>\n<p>But I cannot stay to chide<br \/>\nIt\u2019s not my nature; more\u2019s the pity<br \/>\nI speak now to offer hope<br \/>\nTo\u2026 redirect your folly more fitly.<\/p>\n<p>Please recall that love is better<br \/>\nFitted to my jolly altar<br \/>\nPlease remember I would rather<br \/>\nSee you sing, or rhyme, or balter.<\/p>\n<p>Though your cynic side urge caution<br \/>\nOpen arms to those who offer<br \/>\nCare and kindness, health and home<br \/>\nTo you and those you think the other.<\/p>\n<p>Don\u2019t believe the poisoned-tongued,<br \/>\nThough in my temple they would stand<br \/>\nAnd prey upon your blind devotion;<br \/>\nYour mortal power is to refuse their hand.<\/p>\n<p>These have been five heavy centuries &#8211;<br \/>\nAnd now I think I\u2019d like to see<br \/>\nSome folly in a brighter form<br \/>\nSome deep and vulnerable empathy.<\/p>\n<p>Keep safe, my sweet and silly mortals<br \/>\nKeep one another safe. And so <em>Goodbye.<br \/>\nClap your hands, live and drink;<br \/>\nDistinguished initiates of folly.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;- Last lines, and theme, taken from &#8216;Praise of Folly&#8217; by Erasmus of Rotterdam (1511). Translated with an introduction and notes by Betty Radice (Penguin Books Ltd., London, 1974). &#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;- Folly speaks: I have missed you, mortal souls. Though I have not been away. Five&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2314,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-90850","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90850","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2314"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=90850"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90850\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":90984,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90850\/revisions\/90984"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=90850"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=90850"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=90850"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}