I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?And that I was a maiden Queen
Guarded by an Angel mild:
Witless woe was ne'er beguiled!
And I wept both night and day,
And he wiped my tears away;
And I wept both day and night,
And hid from him my heart's delight.
So he took his wings, and fled;
Then the morn blushed rosy red.
I dried my tears, and armed my fears
With ten-thousand shields and spears.
Soon my Angel came again;
I was armed, he came in vain;
For the time of youth was fled,
And grey hairs were on my head.
William Blake
foto by: Nuno Bernardo
3 comentários:
Nem sei se o que gostei mais foi de ler William Blake ou do traseiro da rapariga;) diga-se de passagem que estão formidáveis:)
Eu acho o traseiro da rapariga com um pouco de celulite a mais! E tem uma risca branca k não a favorece :)
Eu gosto mesmo é das asinhas :D
...é o halo perverso da jovem...evidências de um verão quente, quem sabe no inferno!!
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