poesia irlandesa
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W.B. Yeats (3)
Yeats, prêmio Nobel de Literatura de 1923. Legível, até ao último verso. https://www.facebook.com/plugins/post.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fadalberto.queiroz%2Fposts%2F10157529251537538&width=500 Continue reading
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W.B.Yeats (3)
A Coat I made my song a coat Covered whith embroideries Out of old mythologies From heel to throat; But the fools caught it, Wore it in the world’s eyes As though they’d wrought it. Song, let them take it, For… Continue reading