Stats

jueves, 12 de julio de 2012

Volvemos el 3 de septiembre

Lee, descansa, disfruta de las personas a las que quieres, báñate en el mar (a ser posible bajo las estrellas), duerme mientras escuchas la mejor banda sonora que te puede regalar el verano: los grillos... Pero, sobre todo, no te olvides de vivir, and while you are at it, brush up your English.  


SONNET XVIII

" Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer´s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature´s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee."
William Shakespeare (who else?)