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bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art
bot in lone splendour hung aloft the night
bnd watching, with eternal lids apart,
like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,
the moving waters at their priestlike task
of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
of snow upon the mountains and the moors–
oo yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
to feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
wake for ever in a sweet unrest,
still, still to hear her tender taken breath,
and so live ever or else swoon to death.
Io potrò esser patetico, Wang potrebbe aver ragione pensando che l'amore è solo uno strano oggetto infilato su per lo sfintere, ma idea non la cambio. :*:*:*
bot in lone splendour hung aloft the night
bnd watching, with eternal lids apart,
like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,
the moving waters at their priestlike task
of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
of snow upon the mountains and the moors–
oo yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
to feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
wake for ever in a sweet unrest,
still, still to hear her tender taken breath,
and so live ever or else swoon to death.
Io potrò esser patetico, Wang potrebbe aver ragione pensando che l'amore è solo uno strano oggetto infilato su per lo sfintere, ma idea non la cambio. :*:*:*
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