sábado, 30 de setembro de 2017


Não tenho os meus livros de poesia comigo e vejo-me reduzida a apenas aqueles em que consigo recordar-me de algumas linhas. É o caso deste.

Never give all the Heart


Never give all the heart, for love 

Will hardly seem worth thinking of 

To passionate women if it seem 

Certain, and they never dream 

That it fades out from kiss to kiss; 

For everything that’s lovely is 

But a brief, dreamy, kind delight. 

O never give the heart outright, 

For they, for all smooth lips can say, 

Have given their hearts up to the play. 

And who could play it well enough

If deaf and dumb and blind with love? 

He that made this knows all the cost, 

For he gave all his heart and lost.

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