segunda-feira, 26 de janeiro de 2009

ralph fiennes

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.


[shakespeare, sonnet XVIII]

1 comentário:

Paulo disse...

bem, tem cá um olhar e um sorriso! desarmante! e Shakespeare fica-lhe tão bem!


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