A shilling life will give you all the facts:
How Father beat him, how he ran away,
What were the struggles of his youth, what acts
Made him the greatest figure of his day;
Of how he fought, fished, hunted, worked all night,
Though giddy, climbed new mountains; named a sea:
Some of the last researchers even write
Love made him weep his pints like you and me.
With all his honours on, he sighed for one
Who, say astonished critics, lived at home;
Did little jobs about the house with skill
And nothing else; could whistle; would sit still
Or potter round the garden; answered some
Of his long marvellous letters but kept none.
W.H.Auden, Who's who? [1934]
via Estado Civil
terça-feira, maio 29, 2007
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2 comentários:
caríssima, podes roubar o desenho, claro q sim. (desde que já agora menciones esta grande fonte de criatividade e talento artístico que sou eu LOL)
estranhamente recebi o teu comment no mail, mas não no blog...
a blogger anda a por-me maluca!
cheers *
É que já vinhas tarde, eheheh... :p
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