dimecres, 20 de juliol de 2011

Splendor in the grass

    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
    Strengh in what remains behind

- William Wordsworth
(Gràcies, Elia Kazan)

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