Though nothing can bring back the hour | |
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; | |
We will grieve not, rather find | |
Strength in what remains behind; | 185 |
In the primal sympathy | |
Which having been must ever be; | |
In the soothing thoughts that spring | |
Out of human suffering; | |
In the faith that looks through death, | 190 |
In years that bring the philosophic mind. (Wordsworth, dedicado aos queridos e jovens amigos Cleonice e Eduardo) |
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Cleonice Berardinelli e Eduardo Lourenço: o esplendor dos 90 anos
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