sábado, 6 de fevereiro de 2010

William Blake - Ah! Sun-Flower

Ah! Sun-flower!

Ah, Sun-flower! weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the Sun,
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller's journey is done:

Where the Youth pined away with desire
And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow
Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.

William Blake, Songs of Innocence and Experience, in Songs of Experience, no. 14, published 1794

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