ABRUPTO

10:18 (JPP)

EARLY MORNING BLOGS 180

The Realists

Hope that you may understand!
What can books of men that wive
In a dragon-guarded land,
Paintings of the dolphin-drawn
Sea-nymphs in their pearly wagons
Do, but awake a hope to live
That had gone
With the dragons?

I
THE WITCH

Toil and grow rich,
What’s that but to lie
With a foul witch
And after, drained dry,
To be brought
To the chamber where
Lies one long sought
With despair?

II
THE PEACOCK

What’s riches to him
That has made a great peacock
With the pride of his eye?
The wind-beaten, stone- grey,
And desolate Three Rock
Would nourish his whim.
Live he or die
Amid wet rocks and heather,
His ghost will be gay
Adding feather to feather
For the pride of his eye.

(Yeats)

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Bom dia!