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Há é que ter paciência

"Afinal, há é que ter paciência,
dar tempo ao tempo,
já devíamos ter aprendido,
e de uma vez para sempre,
que o destino tem de fazer muitos rodeios
para chegar a qualquer parte." 
José Saramago

If I should have a daughter - Damn = )

Lo que me gusta...

The Raven, by Edgar Allan Poe

Sweet-cakes and milkshakes

"It was wonderful, no?"

"Yeah, yeah."
"What?"

"You know he probably didn't just write that. I mean, you know he wrote it, but he probably just plugs that word in. You know, whatever 'milkshake'."

"What do you mean?"

First Christmas present arrived mysteriously in the mail today =D - Love you ;) -

Favorite Poems, Old and New
First published in 1957, "Favorite Poems, Old and New" it's an amazing colletions of children's poetry. It has over than 700 classic and modern poems written by poets from William Shakespeare to J. R. R. Tolkien and they are all organized in topics for the various moods and situations =)


The Cupboar - Walter de la Mare
I know a little cupboard,
With a teeny tiny key,
And there’s a jar of Lollipops
For me, me, me.

It has a little shelf, my dear,
As dark as dark can be,
And there’s a dish of Banbury Cakes
For me, me ,me.

I have a small fat grandmamma,
With a very splippery knee,
And she’s Keeper of the Cupboard,
With the key, key, key.

And when I’m very good, my dear,
As good as good can be,
There’s a Banbury Cakes, and Lollipops
For me, me, me.

Thank you Sister =)

The Raven - Edgar Allen Poe

Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose Worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom:
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

William Shakespeare

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Paraphrase

Let me not declare any reasons why two
True-minded people should not be married. Love is not love
Which changes when it finds a change in circumstances,
Or bends from its firm stand even when a lover is unfaithful:
Oh no! it is a lighthouse
That sees storms but it never shaken;
Love is the guiding north star to every lost ship,
Whose value cannot be calculated, although its altitude can be measured.
Love is not at the mercy of Time, though physical beauty
Comes within the compass of his sickle.
Love does not alter with hours and weeks,
But, rather, it endures until the last day of life.
If I am proved wrong about these thoughts on love
Then I'm no poet, and no man has ever truly loved.

A Man of Words and Not Deeds

A man of words and not of deeds
Is like a garden full of weeds
And when the weeds begin to grow
It's like a garden full of snow
And when the snow begins to fall
It's like a bird upon the wall
And when the bird away does fly
It's like an eagle in the sky
And when the sky begins to roar
It's like a lion at the door
And when the door begins to crack
It's like a stick across your back
And when your back begins to smart
It's like a penknife in your heart
And when your heart begins to bleed
You're dead, and dead, and dead indeed.

by Percy B. Green

Miguel Torga

Recomeça
Se puderes
Sem angustia e sem pressa
E os passos que deres,
Nesse caminho duro
Do futuro
Dá-os em liberdade
Enquanto não alcances
Não descanses
De nenhum fruto queiras só metade

E, nunca saciado,
Vai colhendo
Ilusões sucessivas no pomar
Sempre a sonhar
E vendo,
Acordado
O logro da aventura
És homem ,não te esqueças!
Só é a tua loucura
Onde, com lucidez, te reconheças