24 mar. 2010

Aunque siga brillando la luna

So we´ll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself must rest.

Though the night was made for loving, ,
And the day return too soon,
Yet well go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.

Lord Byron.

(Poema incluido en el capítulo "Aunque siga brillando la luna", del libro Crónicas Marcianas de Ray Bradbury, mi maestro aunque sea en la distancia, a él debo gran parte de lo que tengo y de lo que soy...).

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