Mar Salgado

quarta-feira, maio 20:

EMILY BRONTE, SEMPRE:

I am the only being whose doom
No tongue would ask no eye would mourn
I never caused a thought of gloom
A smile of joy since I was born.


(1839)

 

posted by FNV on 11:36 da tarde #

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# posted by  loja dos relógios : 12:54 da manhã

 

Call me away; there's nothing here,
That wins my soul to stay;
Then let me leave this prospect drear,
And hasten far away.
To our beloved land I'll flee,
Our land of thought and soul,
Where I have roved so oft with thee,
Beyond the world's control...

Anne Bronte

E uma boa noite aí por Coimbra.

# posted by  Fernando Antolin : 10:08 da tarde

 

Estranho... Não o imaginava a escolher esse trecho... Tem mensagem subliminal? ;)

# posted by  Onyx : 5:09 da tarde

 

no, no, just poetry;)))))

# posted by  FNV : 6:36 da tarde

 

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