"What though the radiance
Which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
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..."
Which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
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..."
1 comment:
Palavras para quê pequenita?? Há momentos aos quais nunca havemos de voltar e só nos resta lembrá-los! É realmente uma pena :(
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