Friday, October 11, 2013

Poema del día.

Extracto de A Character.

I marvel how Nature could ever find space
for so many strange contrasts in one human face:
there´s thougth and no thought, and there´s paleness and bloom
and bustle and sluggishness pelausure and gloom
There´s weakness and strenght both redundant vain
such strength as if ever affliction and pain
Could pierce through a temper that´s soft to disease
would be rational peace-a philosopher´s ease

-William Wordsworth-

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